Campfire Songs
Run by the Retired Scouter.

Retired Scouter Campfire Songs 


Weave


Weave, weave, weave, weave me the sunshine
Out of the falling rain.
Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow
To fill my cup again.

I've seen the steel and the concrete crumble,
Shine on me again,
The tall and the mighty all have stumbled,
Shine on me again.

So weave, weave, weave, weave me the sunshine
Out of the falling rain.
Weave me the hope of a new tomorrow
To fill my cup again.