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Hello, I am a current treasurer for our pack and will be transfering over to be a Webelos Den Leader in the fall. I happened upon this site by accident, and am glad I did. I am sure I will get a lot of use from this site.

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hmmmmmmmm, ok all together, Gary indiana, Gary Indiana, Gary Indiana, Gary Indiana....

 

We sing the State song of each person that comes to the campfire, so they will feel at home, even though they really are at home.

 

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Fuzzy, I believe this is the official state song of Indiana...

 

On the Banks of the Wabash, Far Away

Written by Paul Dresser

Composed by Paul Dresser

 

'Round my Indiana homesteads wave the cornfields,

In the distance loom the woodlands clear and cool.

Oftentimes my thoughts revert to scenes of childhood,

Where I first received my lessons, nature's school.

 

But one thing there is missing in the picture,

Without her face it seems so incomplete.

I long to see my mother in the doorway,

As she stood there years ago, her boy to greet.

 

[CHORUS]

 

Oh, the moonlight's fair tonight along the Wabash,

From the fields there comes the breath of newmown hay.

Through the sycamores the candle lights are gleaming,

On the banks of the Wabash, far away.

 

Many years have passed since I strolled by the river,

Arm in arm, with sweetheart Mary by my side,

It was there I tried to tell her that I loved her,

It was there I begged of her to be my bride.

Long years have passed since I strolled thro' there churchyard.

She's sleeping there, my angel, Mary dear,

I loved her, but she thought I didn't mean it,

Still I'd give my future were she only here.

 

 

 

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Of course, I'm partial to the song of the Old Line state. It certainly presents where her loyalties lied during the war of northern aggression...

 

 

Maryland My Maryland

Written by James Ryder Randall

 

The despot's heel is on thy shore,

Maryland, My Maryland!

His torch is at thy temple door,

Maryland, My Maryland!

Avenge the patriotic gore

That flecked the streets of Baltimore,

And be the battle queen of yore,

Maryland! My Maryland!

 

Hark to an exiled son's appeal,

Maryland, My Maryland!

My Mother State! to thee I kneel,

Maryland, My Maryland!

For life and death, for woe and weal,

Thy peerless chivalry reveal,

And gird they beauteous limbs with steel,

Maryland! My Maryland!

 

Thou wilt not cower in the dust,

Maryland, My Maryland!

Thy beaming sword shall never rust,

Maryland, My Maryland!

Remember Carroll's sacred trust,

Remember Howard's warlike thrust,-

And all they slumberers with the just,

Maryland! My Maryland!

 

Come! 'tis the red dawn of the day,

Maryland, My Maryland!

Come with thy panoplied array,

Maryland, My Maryland!

With Ringgold's spirit for the fray,

With Watson's blood at Monterey,

With fearless Lowe and dashing May,

Maryland! My Maryland!

 

Come! for thy shield is bright and strong,

Maryland, My Maryland!

Come! for thy dalliance does thee wrong,

Maryland, My Maryland!

Come! to thine own heroic throng,

Stalking with Liberty along,

And cgive a new Key to thy song,

Maryland! My Maryland!

 

Dear Mother! burst the tyrant's chain,

Maryland, My Maryland!

Virginia should not call in vain!

Maryland, My Maryland!

She meets her sisters on the plain-

"Sic semper!" 'tis the proud refrain

That baffles minions back amain,

Maryland! My Maryland!

 

I see the blush upon thy cheek,

Maryland, My Maryland!

For thou wast ever bravely meek,

Maryland, My Maryland!

But lo! There surges forth a shriek

From hill to hill, from creek to creek-

Potomac calls to Chesapeake,

Maryland! My Maryland!

 

Thou wilt not yield the vandal toll,

Maryland, My Maryland!

Thou wilt not crook to his control,

Maryland, My Maryland!

Better the fire upon thee roll,

Better the blade, the shot, the bowl,

Than crucifixion of the soul,

Maryland! My Maryland!

 

I hear the distant thunder-hum,

Maryland, My Maryland!

The Old Line's bugle, fife, and drum,

Maryland, My Maryland!

She is not dead, nor deaf, nor dumb-

Huzza! she spurns the Northern scum!

She breathes! she burns! she'll come! she'll come!

Maryland! My Maryland!

 

 

Anybody else care to share your state song...

 

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