Lewallen

Sung to the tune of “Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald” – Gordon Lightfoot Song

Charlie Boehme (lyrics)

In the pine covered country of southeastern MO,
The a place where scouting folks gather.
It lies on the edge of the Ozark Plateau,
And they call the old place Camp Lewallen.

This land was once home the the ancients unknown,
The Spanish and French staked their claims there.
The Cherokee passed through and the Delaware too,
Through the land that’s known as Lewallen.

Oh the river still winds through the towering pines,
The Osage and Creole once trapped there.
And the waters are piled by canoes as they glide
Silently past Camp Lewallen.

Old Logan looks down, from its leaf-covered crown,
The guardian of all that surround him.
And the tee-pees below cast a magical glow,
From the flickering fires of Lewallen!

Through history peoples have come and they’ve gone,
But there’s one thing the years cannot challenge.
The spirit of scouting will always live on,
In the land that known as Lewallen.

In the pine covered country of southeastern MO,
and they call the old place Camp Lewallen.

Lewallen (Staff version)

We’re the staff of Camp Lewallen
cheerful, brave and kind!
We’re the staff of Camp Lewallen,
We’re ready all the time!

If you ever ever need us,
just call and we’ll be there!
We’re the staff of Camp Lewallen,
always be prepared!

Camp Lewallen
Camp Lewallen

BOY SCOUTS USA
Hiking, camping, fishing boating
each and every day (ra ra ra).

Camp Lewallen
Camp Lewallen
We love you so true!

Camp Lewallen (HUH)
Camp Lewalleeeeen!

Silva MO 63964

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