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The Camping Song


The meadow comes awake at the end of the day

Lighting up the sky bright fireflies

That summer breeze puts me at ease

Campfire life with friends by my side

Hey eh oh, oo ah

Hey eh oh, oo ah

Sleep like a baby in the fresh air

Don't even care about my greesy hair

Fun in the sun during day light

Campfire flames and stories all night

Hey eh oh, oo ah

Hey eh oh, oo ah

It is your turn now, let me hear it from you

Hey eh oh, oo ah

Hey eh oh, oo ah

In the morning you awake to the land you create

Keep this place how it should be Mother Nature her friends and the honey bee.

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