Campfire Songs
Run by the Retired Scouter.

Retired Scouter Campfire Songs 


Seven Old Ladies


Chorus: Oh dear, what can the matter be,
seven old ladies stuck in the lavatry
they were there from Sunday to Satruday,
and nobody knew they were there.

The first to go in was old Mrs. Flynn,
she prided herself on being so thin,
but when she sat down, she fell right in,
and nobody knew she was there.

The next to go in was old Mrs. Humphrey,
when she sat down, she got cozy and comfy,
but when she stood up she couldn't get her bum free,
and nobody knew she was tehre.

The next to go in was old Mrs. Dickel,
who hurdled the door because she hadn't a nickel,
she got her foot caught, oh what a pickle,
and nobody knew she was there.

The next to go in was old Mrs. Slodder,
she was teh Duke of Effington's daughter,
she went to pass so superfluous water,
and nobody knew she was tehre.

The next to go in was old Mrs. Brewstter,
whoi couldn't see as good as she used to,
when she sat down, she swore somebody goosed her,
and nobody knew she was there.

The next to go in was old Mrs. Fender
who went in to fix a broken suspender,
it snapped and injured her feminine gender
and nobody knew she was there.

The next to go in was old Mrs. Draper
who couldn't find the toilet paper,
all she could find was a rust paint scraper,
and nobody knew she was tehre.

The next to go in was old Mrs. Murry,
who had to go in a hell of a hurry,
when she got there, there was no need to worry,
and nobody knew she was there.

The last to go in was old Mrs. Mason
there wasn't a place, so she went in the basin,
and that's the one that I washed my face in,
and nobody knew she was there.