From this camp they say you are going
We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile
For they say you are taking the sunshine
That has brightened our pathways for awhile
CHORUS
Come and sit by my side for a moment
Do not hasten to bid me adieu
Just remember the ol’ Camp of WaBak
And the counselors who love you so true
Do not touch that stick because it’s moving
Do not wipe your hands on leaves of three
Just remembers the nature and the beauty
And don’t pick the flower with the bee
CHORUS
You’v e been waiting a long time for this moment
To leave spider and latrines far behind
To forget the cuts, scrapes, and bruises
And the lake water we all love so fine
CHORUS
Gather up you wet clothes and dirty laundry
Do not leave your stinky socks behind
Just remember the unclaimed little undies
And the flashlight that you couldn’t find!
CHORUS