Lyrics
Come touch a spark to the white birch bark
Come gather 'round the campfire o'
The twigs shall snap and the flames leap free
As the sparks rise higher and higher o'
'Til the spicy smell of the woodsmoke dies
'Til the last red ember is dropping slow
Come all at Carysbrook, gather 'round
And dream by the ember's ruddy glow
CommentThis is another version of the song. These are the complete words (you can, as the last person who entered this song mentioned, substitute the name of your camp)
CategoryGathering Songs
Song ContributorJeanne Glazer
Score
Date Entered09-Jul-2003
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