Monday, 1 October 2007

Who are these?
Swinging along the road
With a pack on the back
A song in the heart
To ease the load.
It is forty years or more
Since they crowded through the door
And they're coming along
As brave & strong
As ever they were before

They are Guides, all Guides.
And in unexpected places
You'll find their friendly faces
And a ready hand besides.
And theres not much danger
Of finding you're a stranger
For Commissioner or Ranger
They are Guides, all Guides

Who are these?
Living beneath the sky
While the shining sun
The pattering rain
The clouds pass by.
They will dine beneath the boughs
And their leader always vows
That they're never afraid of wasps
And hardly ever afraid of cows


Who are these?
Sitting around the fire
They'll be happy to have your company
If that is your desire
And the evening will be gay
At the sunset hour of day
With a song to sing
And a tale to tell
And many a tune to play

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