Alfalfa Hay

Alfalfa hay, alfalfa hay
Alfalfa hay, alfalfa hay

(Repeat song, substituting new letters of the alphabet- Balbalfa bay, zalzalfa zay, etc.)

This is an older camp song, and when we tried to revive some of these in 2007, this was one we weren't sure how to sing anymore. So, while I have heard it sung to several tunes, I am really not sure which tune it belonged to when it was added to the PV songbook.

Alligator Song

Alligator is my friend
He can be your friend too
If only you will understand
Alligators have feelings too
Alligators
Can be your friends, can be your friends, can be your friends
Too!

Beef Log

Beef log rolling down a hill
Beef log rolling down a hill
Beef log, beef log, beef log, beef log
Beef log rolling down a hill.

(This song can be useful for long dull hikes, and can also be cool when sung as a round. Obviously one could also substitute other things for 'beef log', too.)

The Bear

(a repeat song)

The other day (Repeat)
I saw a bear(Repeat)
A great big bear (Repeat)
A-way out there (Repeat)
The other day I saw a bear (No repeat)
A great big bear (No repeat)
A-way out there (Repeat)

(Follow the same pattern for each verse)

He looked at me
I looked at him
He sized me up
I sized up him.

He said to me
You'd better run
Cause I can see
Y' ain't got a gun

And so I ran
Away from there
But right behind
Me was that bear

Ahead of me
I spied a tree
A great big tree
Oh glory be

The lowest branch
Was ten feet up
I'd have to jump
And trust my luck

And so I jumped
Into the air
But I missed that branch
A-way up there

Now don't you fret
And don't you frown
Cause I caught that branch
On the way back down

That's all there is
There ain't no more
Unless I meet
That bear once more

The end, the end
The end, the end
The end, the end
The end, the end

There's a Hole in the Bottom of the Sea

This song I learned from my mom when I was a kid, as something to keep us kids occupied on car trips, and she learned it from her mom. It also turned up at Peaceful Valley occasionally, especially during the several hour singing marathons during check-ins.

There's a hole in the bottom of the sea
There's a hole in the bottom of the sea
There's a hole
There's a hole
There's a hole in the bottom of the sea.

There's a log in the hole in the bottom of the sea
There's a log in the hole in the bottom of the sea
There's a log
There's a log
There's a log in the hole in the bottom of the sea.

(Keep adding an item each verse following this pattern)

There's a bump on the log in the hole...
There's a frog on the bump...
There's a leg on the frog...
There's a foot on the leg...
There's a toe on the foot...
There's a wart on the toe...
There's a hair on the wart...
There's a flea on the hair...
There's a smile on the flea...

All My Life's a Circle

This song is popular in girl scouts, but it has also become established at a few boy scouts camps, especially for singing at campfires with other closing songs. I learned it initially at Camp Dietler back in 2000, but I've encountered it through random other camp folks from other camp cultures since then.

CHORUS: All my life's a circle
Sunrise and sundown
Moon rolls through the nighttime
Till daybreak comes around
All my life's a circle
Still I wonder why
Seasons spinning 'round again
Years keep rolling by

Seems like I've been here before
Can't remember when.
I get this funny feeling
We'll all be together again.
No straight lines make up my life,
All my roads have bends.
No clear cut beginning
And so far no dead ends.
CHORUS

I've met you a thousand times
I guess you've done the same.
Then we lose each other
It's like some children's game.
But now I find you here again
The thought comes to my mind:
Our love is like a circle
Let's go around one more time.
CHORUS

Camp Dietler Song

Many men search for a paradise, a land they call home,
Camp Cortland Dietler is a paradise, a place for men to roam
All you need is a paradise, and friends you call your own
Camp Cortland Dietler is a paradise and you can call it home.

We cooked and we cleaned, but we had had a lot of fun
We all pulled together and made the camp run.
It took a lot of time and it took a lot of faith,
But all in all it paid off great.
Now the day is done and we have to separate
We'll remember the friends, yeah
We'll remember the friends.

You've never learned as much as you can learn here
With skills and knowledge you can use all year
The troop pulled together and the truth was known
Camp Cortland Dielter is our second home.
The only way to work is to work together
Making a camp that will last forever
A camp that will last forever
A camp that will last forever.

Many years from now in a place far away
You start to remember the games we played.
Remember the time when you were young
Around the campfire with the songs we sung.
And remember the time when the work was done
The team pulled together and rejoiced as one
The team rejoiced as one, yeah
The team rejoiced as one.

Many men search for a paradise, a land they call home
Camp Cortland Dietler is a paradise, a place for men to roam
All you need is a paradise, and friends you call your own
Camp Cortland Dietler is a paradise and you can call it home, yeah
Yes, you can call it home.