YMCA CAMP LOOWIT CAMPFIRE SONGS

Campfire Song Index

GRANDPA'S WHISKERS

I have a dear old Grandpa
For whom I nightly pray
He has a set of whiskers
They're always in the way

Chorus:
Oh, they're always in the way
The cows eat them for hay
They hide the dirt on Grandpa's shirt
They're always in the way

My Grandpa was a soldier
He fooled the enemy
He wrapped his whiskers round him
They thought he was a tree

Repeat Chorus

My Grandpa was a swimmer
No bathing suit for him
He tied his whiskers round his waist
And then he dove right in

Repeat Chorus

Grandpa had a strong back
Now it's all caved in
He stepped upon his whiskers
And walked up to his chin

Repeat Chorus

I have a dear old Grandma
She likes his whiskers too
She uses them for dusting
And cleaning out the flue

Repeat Chorus

Grandpa's beard is long and grey
It gets longer every day
Grandma eats it in her sleep
Says it tastes like shredded wheat