Our camp's song is sung by all the staff at the end of the closing fire. It's a final good bye to the campers and is always a tear jerker among staff and campers alike.
Britton's Waters is a song named in honor of the camp's Lake Britton.
Britton's Waters called to me,
Beneath the summer sky,
Remember well all you have seen,
when youth has passed you by,
When youth has passed you by.
Said I, Dear Water in reply,
Allow me chance to say...
Though from these forest's now I leave,
I will return one day,
I will return one day.
For here I've learned the fellowship the scouting law has laid,
Burns brightly as the bonfire,
around which friends are made,
around which friends are made,
Then down the trial, the wizened oaks did whisper from above
As for a time I may leave this place,
Dear Gerber that I love,
Dear Gerber that I love.
I wish I had the sheet music on me, because I can only post an embeded video of Britton's Waters, it is a pretty and kind of sad song, especially when accompanied by an acoustic guitar.
Which is then followed by the traditional Scouting Vesper, which is sung to an oddly remixed "O' Christmas Tree" that has slowly changed and morphed over the years.
We only sing the first lyric, then hum the rest of the tune, due to the very diverse set of scouts who come with different backgrounds, family dynamics and religions.
Softly falls the light of day,
As our campfire fades away.
Silently each Scout should ask,
"Have I done my daily task?
Have I kept my honor bright?
Can I guiltless sleep tonight?
Have I done and have I dared,
In everything to Be Prepared?"
