Here's another camp song for you!
My highland goat
Was doing fine
He ate six shirts
Off my back line
I took a stick
And gave a whack
And tied him to
The railway track
The whistle blew
The train drew nigh
My highland goat
Was sure to die
I took a knife
And cut that rope
And set him free
My highland goat
My highland goatie-oatie-oatie-oatie-oat
Was doing finey-iney-iney-iney-ine
He ate six shirty-irty-irty-irty-irts
Off my back liney-iney-iney-iney-ine
I took a sticky-icky-icky-icky-ick
and gave a whacky-acky-acky-acky--ack
And tied him tooey-ooey-ooey-ooey-oo
The railway tracky-acky-acky-acky-ack
The whistle blewie-ewie-ewie-ewie-ewe
The train drew nighey-ighey-ighey-ighey-igh
My highland goatie-oatie-oatie-oatie-oat
Was sure to die-ee-i-ee-i-ee-i-ee-i
I took a knifey-ifey-ifey-ifey-ife
And cut that ropey-opey-opey-opey-ope
And set him free-e-ee-e-ee-e-ee-e-ee
My highland goatie-oatie-oatie-oatie-oat
