Troop 196 Campfire Songs
Our favorite campfire songs...
There was a little Dutchman, his name was Johnnie Verbeck.
He was a dealer in sausages and saurerkraut and spec
He made the finest sausages, that ever you had seen.
But then one day, he invented away, a wonderful sausage. (chorus)
Oh, Mr.Johnnie Verbeck how could you be so mean?
I told you you'd be sorry for inventing that machine.
All the neightbors cats and dogs will never more be seen.
They'all be ground to sausages in Johnnie Verbeck's machine.
One day a little fat boy, came walking in the store.
He bought a pound of sausages, and layed them on the floor.
The boy began to whistle, he whistled up a tune.
And all the little sausages went dancing 'round the room.
One day the meat inspector came knocking at the door,
He said, "I've come to check your shop, so give me money more!".
Johnnie got real angry and pushed him in the meat.
He fired up the old machine and now there's more to eat.
One day there was a shortage, there was no meat to grind.
So Johnnie called the city pound to see what he could find.
They said, "We're out of business, we keep the strays no more."
"But we'll refer all future finds directly to your store."
One day a scouter leader, he had a brilliant thought.
He'd spend the cash in Johnnie's store for meat that he had sought.
"Mexican Lasagna", the recipe did read.
The ironey was that the taste was fabulous, indeed!
Have you ever wondered, when you go camp.
The food is good and plentiful and never gives a cramp.
But early in the morning you'll see the trucker go,
and lettered on the drivers door is "JOHNNIE VERBECK & CO."
One day the machine got busted, the blamed thing wouldn't go.
So Johnnie tried, he climbed inside to see what made it so.
His wife, she had a nightmare, while walking in her sleep.
She gave the crank, an awful yank and Johnnie Verbeck was meat.
(additions addapted by M.Monostori,circa 1994)