The Bandwagon
2001 Camp Song

(To be sung as a hoedown tune, with hooting, clapping,
stomping, and do-si-doing)

Chorus:
Come jump on, the old bandwagon!
Come jump o-hon, the old bandwagon!
You don’t have to sing, have to play, have to even da-a-ance!
(Note: The "da-a-ance" gets held out longer and longer every
time, like "Someone’s in the kitchen")
Come jump on, the old bandwagon!

We’ve got our buddy Billy, playing on the drums
Billy’s got no rythem, can’t even twiddle his own thumbs
Billy tries his hardest, yeah he’s doing what he can
And Billy’s mom made lemonade, so we let him in the band.

--Chorus--

We’ve got our buddy Larry, playing the guitar
Billy’s got little fingers, he can’t stretch them very far
Larry tries his hardest, yeah he’s doing what he can
And Larry’s mom made apple pie, so we let him in the band.

--Chorus--

We’ve got our buddy Mikey, singing on the mike
Mikey’s pretty tone deaf, he won’t hit a note you like.
Billy tries his hardest, yeah he’s doing what he can
Mikey’s got his license, too, and we need him for his van.

--Chorus

(Last Verse: Sing slowly and with snaps instead of stomps
and claps.)

Tonight we’ve got our first gig, we’re getting paid to play
We’ve got the van all loaded, we’re really on our way
This is our chance at stardom, this is our shot at fame,
But we haven’t got any songs, and we haven’t got a name.

--Chorus--