Don’t you remember those camp fire nights,
After the sunset’s glowing lights?
Songs we sang and cheers so loud,
H’m—m’m, and the great old crowd
Starts to Brunswick, city of dreams,
Never will get there, so it seems,
Time went so fast, it couldn’t last,
Back in those camping days.
When you’re home, you’ll think of the fun
In days of rain or days of sun,