(Sung on a round, last line repeated while others sing through again)
We call it fun but you may call it madness
So stay here with us and you'll forget your sadness
Happy campers are we
Having fun beneath the trees
And when we are gone, you'll remember our song
Camp, camp, camp, Whiteley Woods
(to the tune of “When the Saints”)
Oh woolly sheep
Are wonderful
Oh woolly sheep are wonderful
They are white, Welsh and fluffy,
Oh woolly sheep are wonderful
Oh woolly sheep
Are wonderful
Oh woolly sheep are wonderful
They taste nice when they're roasted,
Oh woolly sheep are wonderful