Not Alone lyrics

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Song : Not Alone



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BATTLE OF KOOKAMONGA
Homer &
Jethro

Note: This is a parody of BATTLE OF
NEW ORLEANS by Johhny Horton
Note: There is a
falsetto voice which I designate by
"F"

In nineteen and fifty-nine
we took a little hike
With our scout master
down to Lake Oneeganite
We took a little pizza
and we took some saurkrauts
And we marched
along together till we heard the girl
scouts

CHORUS
We're the boys from Camp
Kookamonga
Our mothers sent us here for to
study nature's ways
We learned to make sparks
by rubbing sticks together
But if we catch the
girls then we'll set the woods ablaze

F:
And I was mad because me mother sent me up here
ha-ha-ha

Well we crept up to the water and
we see the girls a-swimmin
There musta been a
hundred of them pretty young women
They looked
so fine even birds forgot to sing
We lay down
in the poison oak and didn't say a
thing

CHORUS

F: Hey will one of you
fellas scratch my back?

Well our counselor
said we could take them by surprise
If we
didn't say a word till we looked them in the
eyes
We kept real still and we had our eyes
aglued
We saw how they were dressed they were
swimming in the
Welll
now...

CHORUS

Well they ran through
the briars and they ran through the
brambles
They ran through the bushes where a
rabbit couldn't go
They ran so fast even we
couldn't catch them
And we can even hike all
the way to Buffalo

F: Hey fellas wait for
me

Well we ran right after them till
everyone was pooped
So we rested for a moment
and our forces we regrouped
Then we saw the
girls behind some evergreens
Captured by a
company of United States
Marines

CHORUS

F: Aww those big
guys get everything

Well they ran through
the briars an they ran through the
brambles
They ran through the bushes where a
rabbit couldn't go
They ran so fast even we
couldn't catch them
And we can even hike all
the way to Buffalo

FALSETTO
CHORUS
A-rootie-toot-toot
a-rootie-toot-toot
Ah we are the boys from the
boy scout troop
We don't smoke and we don't
chew
And we don't go with the girls that
do

(fade out of calling and
whooping)

tmazanec1@juno.com          or
Tom Mazanec to humans