Follow Me

When I was little wolf cub and you were a brownie We always remembered our good turn each day First it was your turn and then it was my turn And life was so wonderful and carefree and gay Follow me, follow me Tonight is the night of the jamboree When I was little wolf cub and you were a brownie We learned all of the regulations of which there were lots We wandered into the clover and tried them all over And you did your - while I did my knots Follow me, follow me How's about that for a change of key When I was little wolf cub and you were a brownie We did everything a wolf cub and brownie should do I wanted to be a boy scout sos I could salute you With three fingers vertical instead of just two Follow me, follow me We'll go to the grotto and get slightly blotto to hell with the motto Just follow me