Campfire Songs, Guitar Chords & Lyrics

Here are some campfire songs for you to sing, after you have tried our camping recipes! What type of camp would it be without camp songs and a guitar strumming away in the background? We all like to sing around a campfire, and so we have provided you with lyrics for you to print-off and use at your next camp.

We hope you find your favourite camping song here, as they are all old time favourites having been sung around fires for years. These are our top ten camping songs.

Oh(D) give me a home where the(G) buffalo(Gm) roam,

Where the deer(D) and the antelope(E7) play(A7),

Where seldom(D) is heard a discouraging(G) word(Gm),

And the skies(D) are not cloudy(A7) all day(D).

Home(D), home(A7) on the range(D),

Where the deer(Bm) and the antelope(E7) play(A7),

Where seldom(D) is heard a discouraging(G) word(Gm),

And the skies(D) are not cloudy(A7) all day(D).

Where the air is so pure, and the zephyrs so free,

The breezes so balmy and light,

That I would not exchange my home on the range,

For all of the cities so bright.

The Red man was pressed from this part of the west,

He's likely no more to return,

To the banks of the Red River where seldom if ever

Their flickering campfires burn.

How often at night when the heavens are bright,

With the light from the glittering stars,

Have I stood there amazed and asked as I gazed,

If their glory exceeds that of ours.

Oh, I love these wild flowers in this dear land of ours,

The curlew I love to hear cry,

And I love the white rocks and the antelope flocks,

That graze on the mountain slopes high.

Oh give me a land where the bright diamond sand,

Flows leisurely down in the stream;

Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along,

Like a maid in a heavenly dream.

Then I would not exchange my home on the range,

Where the deer and the antelope play;

Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,

And the skies are not cloudy all day.

Well I come(F) from Alabama(Am),

With my banjo(Dm) on my knee(G),

I'm going(F) to Louisiana(Am), Susannah(Dm),

For(G) my true love for to see(F).

Oh(Bb), Susannah(Dm) don't(F) you cry for me(C).

Cause I come(F) from Alabama(Am) with my banjo(Dm) on(G) my knee(F).

It rained all night the day I left,

The weather it was dry,

The sun so hot I froze to death,

Oh, Susannah now don't you cry for me.

Cause I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee.

Oh Susannah! Oh don't you cry for me,

I've come from Alabama,

With a banjo on my knee.

On top of Old Smokey,

All covered with snow,

I lost my true lover,

For a courting too slow.

For courting is a pleasure,

And parting is grief,

And a false-hearted lover,

Is worse than a thief.

A thief will just rob you,

And take all you have,

But a false-hearted lover,

Will lead you to the grave.

The grave will decay you,

And turn you to dust,

Not one boy in a hundred,

A poor girl can trust.

They'll hug you and kiss you,

And tell you more lies,

Than cross-ties on a railroad,

Or stars in the sky.

So come all young maidens,

And listen to me,

Never place your affections,

On a green willow tree.

The roots they will wither,

The leaves they will die,

You'll all be forsaken,

And never know why.

Do your ears hang low

Do they wobble to and fro?

Can you tie them in a knot?

Can you tie them in a bow?

Can you throw them over your shoulder

Like a continental soldier

Do your ears hang low?

Do your ears hang high?

Do they reach up to the sky?

Do they droop when they are wet?

Do they stiffen when they're dry?

Can you semaphore your neighbour

Do your ears hang high?

Do your ears flip-flop?

Can you use them for a mop?

Are they stringy at the bottom?

Are they curly at the top?

Can you use them for a swatter?

Can you use them for a blotter?

Do your ears flip-flop?

Do your ears hang out?

Can you waggle them about?

Can you flip them up and down

as you fly around the town?

Can you shut them up for sure

when you hear an awful bore?

Do your ears hang out?

She'll be coming around the mountain when she comes.

She'll be coming around the mountain when she comes.

She'll be coming around the mountain, she'll be coming around the mountain,

She'll be coming around the mountain when she comes.

She'll be driving six white horses when she comes.

She'll be driving six white horses when she comes.

She'll be driving six white horses, she'll be driving six white horses,

She'll be driving six white horses when she comes.

And we'll all go out to meet her when she comes.

And we'll all go out to meet her when she comes.

And we'll all go out to meet her, and we'll all go out to meet her,

And we'll all go out to meet her when she comes.

She'll be wearing pink pyjamas when she comes,

She'll be wearing pink pyjamas when she comes,

She'll be wearing pink pyjamas, she'll be wearing pink pyjamas,

She'll be wearing pink pyjamas when she comes.

Kumbaya my Lord, kumbaya

Kumbaya my Lord, kumbaya

Kumbaya my Lord, kumbaya

Oh Lord kumbaya

Someone's crying my Lord, kumbaya

Someone's crying my Lord, kumbaya

Someone's crying my Lord, kumbaya

Oh Lord kumbaya

Someone's singing my Lord, kumbaya

Someone's singing my Lord, kumbaya

Someone's singing my Lord, kumbaya

Oh Lord kumbaya

Show(D)me the way to go home,

I'm tired(G) and I want to go to bed(D),

Oh, I had(D)a little drink about an hour ago,

And it's gone(A) right to my head!

Wherever(D) I may roam, on land(G) or sea or foam(D),

You will always(D) hear me singing this song,

Show(A) me the way to go home(D).

Indicate the way to my abode,

I'm fatigued and I wish to retire,

Oh, I had a little beverage 60 minutes ago,

And it's gone right to my cranium,

Wherever I may perambulate, on land or sea or atmospheric

pressure

You will always hear me chanting this melody

Show me the way to my abode.

On the banks of the river,

Stood Running Bear, young Indian brave.

On the other side of the river,

Stood a lovely Indian maid.

Little White Dove was her name,

Such a lovely sight to see,

But their tribes fought with each other,

So their love could never be.

Running Bear loves little White Dove,

With a love big as the sky,

Running Bear loves little White Dove,

With a love that'll never die.

They couldn't swim the raging river,

Cos' the river was too wide.

He couldn't reach his little White Dove,

Waiting on the other side.

In the moonlight he could see her,

Blowing kisses cross the waves,

Her little heart was beating faster,

Waiting for her brave.

Running Bear dived in the water,

Little White Dove did the same.

As they swam towards each other,

Through the swirling waves they came.

As their hands touched and their lips met,

The raging river pulled them down,

Now they'll always be together,

In that happy hunting ground.

Kookaburra sits in an old gum tree,

Merry, merry king of the bush is he.

Laugh Kookaburra, laugh Kookaburra,

Merry merry gay your life must be!

Ha, ha, ha!

Kookaburra sits in an old gum tree,

Eating all the gum drops he can see.

Stop Kookaburra! stop Kookaburra!

Save some there for me!

Yum, yum, yum!

Campfires burning, campfires burning,

Draw nearer, draw nearer,

In the gloaming, in the gloaming,

Come sing and be merry.

Well, we hope you enjoyed our top 10 camp songs for you. If you have some camp songs of your own that are your favourite campfire songs, then send them along to us, so that we can add them to our collection. You can send us your camp song via e-mail on our Contact Us page.