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