When evening comes and darkness softly falls,
Girl Scouts their rest around the camp fire seek
And each to herself her laws recalls.
Her truth, her honor, purity, obedience and loyalty
While softly, the moonbeams and stars twinkle brightly,
God's witnesses on high,
While the bugle sounds its soft good-night.
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(_Tune_: "Carry'n On," from "The Better 'Ole")
The Girl Scouts are coming, their drums and their fifes
Sound echoes of gladness from joyous young lives.
See each is prepared to do her good deed,
To God and her country and all those in need.
Her knots and her signalling, first aid and drill,
Show regular practice--say, ain't that some skill?