[Tune: Home on the Range]
Oh, give us a train or a boat or a plane,
That will carry . . . Scouts away;
To Paris or Rome, let us wander and roam,
And discover new things each day.
Relax on a trail, float over the waves all day,
Or glide through the clouds, far over the crowds,
But be home before five each day.
On a broomstick we'll ride, in a rowboat we'll glide;
In a rocket we'll go to the moon,
And our trip will be fun but soon will be done,
Air pockets could end it too soon.
Up, up, and away; let us orbit the far distant sun,
Or deep on the floor of the sea let's explore,
And as . . . Scouts we'll always have fun.