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| Lyrics: | While I was walking down the beach one bright and sunny day, I saw a great big wooden box a floating in the bay. I pulled it in and opened it up and much to my surprise: Oh, I discovered a (clap - clap - clap) right before my eyes. Oh, I discovered a (clap - clap - clap) right before my eyes. I picked it up and ran to town as happy as a king. I took it to a guy I knew who'd buy most anything. But this is what he hollered at me as I walked in his shop: Oh, get out of here with that (clap - clap - clap) before I call a cop. Oh, get out of here with that (clap - clap - clap) before I call a cop. I turned around and got right out a running for my life. And then I took it home with me to give it to my wife. But this is what she hollered at me as I walked in the door: Oh, get out of here with that (clap - clap - clap) and don't come back no more. Oh, get out of here with that (clap - clap - clap) and don't come back no more. I wandered all around the town until I chanced to meet, A hobo who was looking for a handout on the street, He said he'd take most anything - he was a desperate man. But, when I showed him the (clap - clap - clap) he turned around and ran. Oh, when I showed him the (clap - clap - clap) he turned around and ran. I wandered on for many years a victim of my fate. Until, one day, I came upon St. Peter at the gate. And when I tried to take it inside, he told me where to go: Get out of here with that (clap - clap - clap) and take it down below. Oh, get out of here with that (clap - clap - clap) and take it down below. The moral of this story is if you're out on the beach, And you should see a great big box, and it's within your reach, Don't ever stop and open it up, that's my advice to you 'Cause you'll never get rid of that (clap - clap - clap) no matter what you do. 'Cause you'll never get rid of that (clap - clap - clap) no matter what you do. |
The Thing Camping Song 
