Do You Remember Gilwell

by: Robert (Bob) Moore © 2015 Do you remember Gilwell, and the campfire burning bright The singing and the stories told, well into the night The Skits played out by each Patrol, the laughter and the fun We were young and happy, our life had just begun Sitting round the campfire, singing silly songs but everyone was doing it, you felt like you belonged Ging Gang Gooly was a favourite, written by BP So everyone could sing it, at the First Scout Jamboree No matter what your mother tongue, just raise your voice and sing Ging Gang Gooli Gooli Gooli Gooli Watcha, would make the treetops ring We’d split in groups, and sing in rounds, trying to outdo each other It did not matter how you sound, each Scout there was your brother. Then working for our badges, and learning our Morse Code Tying knots, and signal flags, all part of the Scouting road the flying fox, and abseiling, showing we’re not scared for anything the future brings, we will Be Prepared. Then the secret handshake, which everybody knew, I’ll shake with my left hand, to show my trust in you no weapon in my right hand, no harm will come from me you are a brother Scout, and that will always be <><><><><><><><><><>