The Yeomen That Walk In the Woods

(Sung to G&S's Mikado's The Flowers that Bloom in the Spring)

The yeomen that walk in the woods, tra-la

Fly hither to Henderson Pond,

For Michael has planned a new trip, tra-la

That lacketh the perils of old, tra-la

Of which we're not sure if we're fond!

(Chorus)

And that's what we mean when we say that camp-ing

Is welcome as flowers that bloom in the Spring,

Tra-la la la la-a, tra-la la la-a…tra-la la la la-la.

The yeomen that walk in the woods, tra-la,

Heat Jan's spinach soup on a stove,

Sleep twelve hours straight in their bunks, tra-la

Subsist on just two meals a day, tra-la,

But daily step outdoors to rove.

(Chorus)

The yeomen that walk in the woods, tra-la

Pay homage to Adam Kibbe,

For he readeth the map with keen eye, tra-la

And passeth the scotch single-malt, tra-la

To MarkQ and Mickey and me!

(Chorus)

The yeomen that walk in the woods, tra-la

Chase cow-moose and calf off the road,

Bush-whack up to yon steep ravine, tra-la

Outline constellations each night, tra-la

And feed the chip-ees and the toad!

(Chorus)

The yeomen that walk in the woods, tra-la

Snap photos of color and gray,

To capture this years cushie trip, tra-la

And spark the debate for the NEXT, tra-la

That should drag Schreib into the fray!

(Chorus)

The yeomen that walk in the woods, tra-la

Fly hither from Henderson Pond,

For the sun sets on Michael's new trip, tra-la

That lacketh the perils of old, tra-la

Of which we're not sure if we're fond!

(Chorus)