9 Best Hiking Songs For Your Family

Your kids will love singing along to these 9 hiking songs. Guaranteed to make incredible family hiking moments! Read more at www.FamilyCanTravel.com

I loved hiking as a kid!  Hiking with my family was filled with endless adventures and discoveries, great laughs and lots of singing.  It was these early experiences that built the foundation for the love of nature I have today.  Now that my children are old enough to go on little hikes of their own, I want to create equally amazing memories for them. 

 

The singing is what I remember the most from my earliest hikes.  As a kid, I gradually learned the naughty version to each song (which, of course, I thought was hilarious!), so now as a parent of young children, I needed to refresh myself on the real lyrics to my favorite hiking songs. 

 

Here are some of my favorite hiking songs from my childhood along with links to iTunes if you’d like to hear the actual song:

Written by John W Bratton, Jimmy Kennedy

 

If you go down in the woods today, you're sure of a big surprise

If you go down in the woods today, you'd better go in disguise

For every bear that ever there was will gather there for certain

Because today's the day the teddy bears have their picnic

 

Every teddy bear who's been good is sure of a treat today

There's lots of marvellous things to eat and wonderful games to play

Beneath the trees where nobody sees they'll hide and seek as long as they please

 

That's the way the teddy bears have their picnic

 

Picnic time for teddy bears

The little teddy bears are having a lovely time today

Watch them, catch them unawares and see them picnic on their holiday

 

See them gaily gad about

They love to play and shout

They never have any cares

At six o'clock their mummies and daddies will take them back home to bed

Because they're tired little teddy bears

 

If you go down in the woods today, you better not go alone

It's lovely down in the woods today, but safer to stay at home

For every bear that ever there was will gather there for certain

 

Because today's the day the teddy bears have their picnic

Author unknown

 

The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah

The ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah

The ants go marching one by one,

The little one stops to suck his thumb

And they all go marching down to the ground

To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

 

The ants go marching two by two, hurrah, hurrah

The ants go marching two by two, hurrah, hurrah

The ants go marching two by two,

The little one stops to tie his shoe

And they all go marching down to the ground

 

To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! 

The ants go marching three by three, hurrah, hurrah

The ants go marching three by three, hurrah, hurrah

The ants go marching three by three,

The little one stops to climb a tree

And they all go marching down to the ground

To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

 

The ants go marching four by four, hurrah, hurrah

The ants go marching four by four, hurrah, hurrah

The ants go marching four by four,

The little one stops to shut the door

And they all go marching down to the ground

To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

 

The ants go marching five by five, hurrah, hurrah

The ants go marching five by five, hurrah, hurrah

The ants go marching five by five,

The little one stops to take a dive

And they all go marching down to the ground

To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

 

The ants go marching six by six, hurrah, hurrah

The ants go marching six by six, hurrah, hurrah

The ants go marching six by six,

The little one stops to pick up sticks

And they all go marching down to the ground

To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

 

The ants go marching seven by seven, hurrah, hurrah

The ants go marching seven by seven, hurrah, hurrah

The ants go marching seven by seven,

The little one stops to pray to heaven

And they all go marching down to the ground

To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

 

The ants go marching eight by eight, hurrah, hurrah

The ants go marching eight by eight, hurrah, hurrah

The ants go marching eight by eight,

The little one stops to roller skate

And they all go marching down to the ground

To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

 

The ants go marching nine by nine, hurrah, hurrah

The ants go marching nine by nine, hurrah, hurrah

The ants go marching nine by nine,

The little one stops to check the time

And they all go marching down to the ground

To get out of the rain, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

 

The ants go marching ten by ten, hurrah, hurrah

The ants go marching ten by ten, hurrah, hurrah

The ants go marching ten by ten,

The little one stops to shout "The End",

And they all go marching down to the ground

 

To get out of the rain.

Written/Composed By:  Florenz Friedrich Sigismund and Friedrich-Wilhelm Möller

 

I love to go a-wandering,

Along the mountain track,

And as I go, I love to sing,

My knapsack on my back.

Chorus:

Val-deri,Val-dera,

Val-deri,

Val-dera-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Val-deri,Val-dera.

My knapsack on my back.

 

I love to wander by the stream

That dances in the sun,

So joyously it calls to me,

"Come! Join my happy song!"

 

I wave my hat to all I meet,

And they wave back to me,

And blackbirds call so loud and sweet

From ev'ry green wood tree.

 

High overhead, the skylarks wing,

They never rest at home

But just like me, they love to sing,

As o'er the world we roam.

 

Oh, may I go a-wandering

Until the day I die!

Oh, may I always laugh and sing,

 

Beneath God's clear blue sky!

Author Unknown

 

Do Your Ears Hang Low?

Do They Wobble to and Fro?

Can You Tie Them in a Knot?

Can You Tie Them in a Bow?

Can You Throw Them Over Your Shoulder Like a Continental Soldier?

 

Do Your Ears Hang Low?

Do Your Ears Hang High?

Do They Reach Up to the Sky?

Do The Droop When They're Wet?

Do They Stiffen When They're Dry?

Can You Semaphore Your Neighbor with a Mimimum of Labor?

 

Do Your Ears Hang High?

Do Your Ears Hang Wide?

Do They Flap From Side to Side?

Do They Wave in the Breeze?

From the Slightest Little Sneeze?

Can You Soar Above the Nation with a Feeling of Elation?

 

Do Your Ears Hang Wide?

Do Your Ears Fall Off?

When You Give a Great Big Cough?

Do They Lie There on the Ground?

Or Bounce Up at Every Sound?

Can You Stick Them in Your Pocket Just Like Little Davy Crockett?

 

 

Do Your Ears Fall Off?

Author unknown

 

I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee,

Won't my mommy be so proud of me,

(Cup hands together as if holding bee)

 

I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee,

Ouch! It stung me!

(Shake hands as if just stung)

 

I'm squishing up the baby bumblebee,

Won't my mommy be so proud of me,

('Squish' bee between palms of hands)

 

I'm squishing up a baby bumblebee,

Ooh! It's yucky!

(Open up hands to look at 'mess')

 

I'm wiping off the baby bumblebee,

Won't my mommy be so proud of me,

(Wipe hands off on shirt)

 

I'm wiping off the baby bumblebee,

Now my mommy won't be mad at me!

 

(Hold hands up to show they are clean)

Written By: Philip Anders Tom Glazer, Sharon Ruth, Lars-Henrik

 

On top of spaghetti,

All covered with cheese,

I lost my poor meatball,

When somebody sneezed.

 

It rolled off the table,

And on to the floor,

And then my poor meatball,

Rolled out of the door.

 

It rolled in the garden,

And under a bush,

And then my poor meatball,

Was nothing but mush.

 

The mush was as tasty

As tasty could be,

And then the next summer,

It grew into a tree.

 

The tree was all covered,

All covered with moss,

And on it grew meatballs,

And tomato sauce.

 

So if you eat spaghetti,

All covered with cheese,

Hold on to your meatball,

 

Whenever you sneeze.

Author Unknown

 

My Bonnie lies over the ocean

My Bonnie lies over the sea

My Bonnie lies over the ocean

Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me...

 

Bring back, bring back

Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me, to me

Bring back, bring back

Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me

 

Last night as I lay on my pillow

Last night as I lay on my bed

Last night as I lay on my pillow

I dreamt that my Bonnie was dead

 

Oh, blow the winds o'er the ocean

And blow the winds o'er the sea

Oh, blow the winds o'er the ocean

And bring back my Bonnie to me

 

REFRAIN

Written/Composed By: Brewster M. Higley and Daniel E. Kelley

 

Oh give me a home where the buffalo roam,

Where the deer and the antelope play,

Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,

And the skies are not cloudy all day.

 

Chorus Home, home on the range,

Where the deer and the antelope play,

Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,

And the skies are not cloudy all day.

 

Where the air is so pure, and the zephyrs so free,

The breezes so balmy and light,

That I would not exchange my home on the range,

For all of the cities so bright.

 

The Red man was pressed from this part of the west,

He's likely no more to return,

To the banks of the Red River where seldom if ever

Their flickering campfires burn.

 

How often at night when the heavens are bright,

With the light from the glittering stars,

Have I stood there amazed and asked as I gazed,

If their glory exceeds that of ours.

 

Oh, I love these wild flowers in this dear land of ours,

The curlew I love to hear cry,

And I love the white rocks and the antelope flocks,

That graze on the mountain slopes high.

 

Oh give me a land where the bright diamond sand,

Flows leisurely down in the stream;

Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along,

Like a maid in a heavenly dream.

 

Then I would not exchange my home on the range,

Where the deer and the antelope play;

Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,

 

And the skies are not cloudy all day.

Written By:  Leonard Lipton and Peter Yarrow

 

Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

in a land called Honnah Lee

Little Jackie Paper loved that rascal Puff

And brought him strings and sealing wax and other fancy stuff, oh!

 

Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

in a land called Honnah Lee

Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

in a land called Honnah Lee

 

Together they would travel on a boat with billowed sail

Jackie kept a lookout perched on Puff's gigantic tail

Noble kings and princes would bow whene'er they came

Pirate ships would lower their flags when Puff roared out his name, oh!

 

Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

in a land called Honnah Lee

Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

in a land called Honnah Lee

 

A dragon lives forever but not so little boys

Painted wings and giant rings make way for other toys

One grey night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more

And Puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar

 

His head was bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain

Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane

Without his life-long friend, Puff could not be brave

So Puff that mighty dragon sadly slipped into his cave, oh!

 

Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

in a land called Honnah Lee

Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

 

in a land called Honnah Lee

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For more lyrics to hiking songs, a great resource is http://www.scoutsongs.com/ 

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Your kids will love singing along to these 9 hiking songs. Guaranteed to make incredible family hiking moments! Read more at www.FamilyCanTravel.com

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