I KNOW A CAMP
(Tune: Hernando’s Hideaway)
I know a camp deep in the hills,
With trees and brooks and whippoorwills. Where moonlight beams on night so chill, A camp where happy children play.
Of all the camps it is the place,
Where always glows a friendly face. Where hearts join hands in one embrace, I’ll love Heart O’ the Hills always.
There music flows in melody That lingers in my memory.
Long as I live, I’ll always be
So true, Heart O’ the Hills to you. Ole!