The Woop Woop Troop

Tune : Clementine

Up in woop woop live a Scouter,
And his troop was number nine.
And he thought he’d take them camping,
As they were doing mighty fine.

Chorus :
Oh ! this is Scouting, oh ! this is Scouting,
It’s a game to find you out.
For it’s no use going Scouting,
If you are a lazy lout.

They took the camp gear and a flag pole,
To Oodnadatta by the sea.
But they limped there on their elbows,
And they’d lost the blinkin tea.

They put the tents up in the darkness,
Couldn’t see a blooming thing.
In the morning, in the dawning,
They found the camp was in a spring.

They cooked a brekker - - double decker,
Out of oatmeal soaked in brine.
But the eggs were rather ancient,
And at them they drew the line.

They built a bridge, oh ! ‘twas’ a fine one,
Fit to hold a hundred Scouts.
But it had no reputation,
If it had, I have my doubts.

Then a storm came - - what a nuisance,
For the troop looked all forlorn.
They packed their trek cart after sun-up,
And came home in early morn.

Now they’ve vowed, they’ll keep to Scouting,
If it’s only jolly fun.
For as a game to keep them fit - - oh !
Scouting is the only one.