Softly falls the light of dayAs the campfire fades awaySilently each Beaver asksHave I done…
Fire’s Burning, fire’s burning, Draw Nearer, Draw nearer In the glowing, in the glowing Come…
Are you sleeping, are you sleeping,Brother John, Brother John?Morning bells are ringing,Morning bells are ringing:Ding,…
Great spirit come; beat the drum,Journey now, with each one, through the dark,Take our hands;…
Our paddles’ keen and bright,Flashing like silver,Swift as the wild goose flight,Dip, dip and swing….