Woods "Cambusters" Tour

Camber Sands 2008

Tour Rules & Song Sheets

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Tour Songs 2008

 

THE WHITE CLIFFS OF DOVER

 

There’ll be bluebirds over,

The white cliffs of Dover,

Tomorrow, just you wait and see.

There’ll be love and laughter,

And peace ever after,

Tomorrow when the world is free.

 

The shepherd will tend his sheep

The valley will bloom again

And Jimmy will go to sleep

In his own little room again

 

I’ll never forget the people I met,

braving those angry skies.

I remember well as the shadows fell,

The light of hope in their eyes,

but though I’m far away,

I still can hear them say.

Thumbs up for when the dawn comes up:

 

Chattanooga Choo-Choo

 

Pardon me, boy

Is that the Chattanooga Choo-Choo

Track twenty nine,

Boy, you can give me a shine,

I can afford

To board a Chattanooga Choo-Choo,

I’ve got my fare

And just a trifle to spare.

 

You leave the Pennsylvania station ‘bout a quarter to four,

Read a magazine and then you’re in Baltimore,

Dinner in the diner,

Nothing could be finer

Than to have ham n’ eggs in Carolina,

When you hear the whistle blowing eight to the bar

Then you know that Tennessee is not very far,

Shovel all the coal in,

Gotta keep it rollin’

Woo, woo, Chattanooga there you are.

 

RUN RABBIT RUN

 

On the farm, Ev’ry Friday

On the farm, It’s rabbit pie day

So ev’ry Friday, that ever comes along

I get up early, And sing this little song…

 

Run, rabbit, run, rabbit, run, run, run

Run, rabbit, run, rabbit, run, run, run

Bang, bang, bang, bang! Goes the farmer’s gun

Run, rabbit, run, rabbit, run, run, run

 

Run, rabbit, run, rabbit, run, run, run

Don’t give the farmer his fun, fun, fun

He’ll get by without his rabbit pie

So run, rabbit, run, rabbit, run, run, run.

 

Billy Don’t Be A Hero

 

The marching band came down along Main Street

The soldier blues fell in behind

I looked across and there I saw Billy

Waiting to go and join the line

And with her head upon his shoulder

His young and lovely fiancée

From where I stood I saw she was crying

And through her tears I heard her say

 

Billy, don’t be a hero, don’t be a fool with your life

Billy, don’t be a hero come back and make me your wife

And as Billy started to go she said keep your pretty head low

Billy, don’t be a hero, come back to me.

 

The soldier blues were trapped on a hillside

The battle raging all around

The sergeant cried, We’ve got to hang on, boys

We’ve gotta hold this piece of ground

I need a volunteer to ride out

And bring us back some extra men

And Billy’s hand was up in a moment

Forgettin’ all the words she said

 

She said

Billy, don’t be a hero, don’t be a fool with your life

Billy, don’t be a hero come back and make me your wife

And as Billy started to go she said keep your pretty head low

Billy, don’t be a hero, come back to me.

 

I heard his fiancée got a letter

That told how Billy died that day

The letter said that he was a hero

She should be proud he died that way

I heard she threw the letter away.

 

THOSE MAGNIFICENT MEN IN THEIR FLYING MACHINES

 

Those Magnificent Men In Their Flying Machines.

They go up, tiddly, up, up.

They go down, diddly, down, down.

They enchant all the ladies and steal all the scenes

With their up, tiddly, up, up

And their down, diddly, down, down.

Up! Down! Flying around.

Looping the loop and defying the ground.

They’re all, rightfully Kings!

Those magnificent men in their flying machines.

 

They can fly upside down with their feet in the air.

They don’t think of danger, They really don’t care.

Newton would think he had made a mistake.

To see those young men and the chances they take.

 

Those Magnificent Men In Their Flying Machines.

They go up, tiddly, up, up.

They go down, diddly, down, down.

They enchant all the ladies and steal all the scenes

With their up, tiddly, up, up

And their down, diddly, down, down.

Up! Down! Flying around.

Looping the loop and defying the ground.

They’re all, rightfully Kings!

Those magnificent men in their flying machines.

Those magnificent men in their flying machines.

 

DAD’S ARMY

 

Who do you think you are kidding Mr Hitler

If you think we’re on the run.

We are the boys who will stop your little game,

We are the boys who will make you think again.

 

So who do you think you are kidding Mr Hitler

If you think old England’s done.

 

Mr Brown goes off to town on the A21

He comes home each evening and he’s ready with his gun.

So who do you think you are kidding Mr Hitler

If you think old England’s done.

 

PHONETIC ALPHABET

 

·       A – alpha

·       B – bravo

·       C – charlie

·       D – delta

·       E – echo

·       F – foxtrot

·       G – golf

·       H – hotel

·       I – india

·       J – juliet

·       K – kilo

·       L – lima

·       M – mike

·       N – november

·       O – oscar

·       P – papa

·       Q – quebec

·       R – romeo

·       S – sierra

·       T – tango

·       U – uniform

·       V – victor

·       W – whisky

·       X – x-ray

·       Y – yankee

·       Z - zulu

All outstanding monies for tour is due to be paid by 1st February 2008.  Can everybody touring please pay the outstanding £60 per person to Brynn or Karla by cheque, made payable to Team Tours Direct ASAP.

For our Under 16 tour 2008, we are entering the South Coast Festival, which is to be held at Camber Sands (Pontins Holiday Park) from Friday 4th April to Monday 7th April 2008.

The cost per person is £95.00 and a deposit of £35.00 is required to secure your place.

Please make sure you let Karla Williams now how many places you require with deposits paid no later than Sunday 30th September 2007. Cheques need to be made payable to TEAM TOURS DIRECT, with players date of birth on the back. 

Once Team Tours are in receipt of all deposits and our booking forms, we may the option to upgrade our accommodation, at an additional cost depending on availability.

"The Wood, The Dad & The Uglies" Tour Devon 2007

Tour Rules

Permanent Rules

• Any adult found drinking soft drinks will be fined and could find themselves in court.
• No Pointing (elbows only)
• No Swearing (includes all references to the round ball game)
• Left hand drinking only
• Tour shirts, once issued, to be worn at all times .  At present it is intended to play at least one of the matches in tour shirt, final call subject to playing conditions.
• You must join in on all group song calls, where you must know most of the words, not just the choruses.

2007 rules

• The words yes & no are to be replaced with Yup & Nope respectively.
• Greetings generally & hello specifically to be replaced with "Howdy Partner"
• There will be a "SPECIAL HAT" which will be worn for a minimum of an hour at a time and the wearer must have been nominated by the previous wearer with at least 2 seconding nominations.
• A "YEEE HAH" call means the wearer of the "SPECIAL HAT" at the first time of the call must start off a tour song by singing the first verse/section solo with EVERYONE else joining in thereafter.  Only one "YEEE HAH" call per hour.

Those that looked closely at the recent budget would have noticed the tax increase on tour fines taking them up from 20p to 30p, but with an introductory sweetener for 2007 only of 30p each or 2 for 50p.

Sneaks will be announced at Van A40, just across from Saloon Dibben, where you can tie up your nag, at 5pm on Friday, along with the tour judge and the 1st wearer of the "SPECIAL HAT".  Therefore attendance is COMPULSORY. Tour shirts will also be dispensed at this time and the commencement of tour rules will be announced.

Court will be held on Sunday evening, exact time to be announced.  Attendance at court is COMPULSORY.  Tour continues with rules until Monday.  The time tour rules will cease will be agreed on Monday.  Court punishments can & will carry over to Monday.

Tour Song Sheet

Nice to see some old favourites back again and a couple of new ones. I have listed the words for the old songs to refresh some memories and for tour virgins. There are two new songs with an additional couple for the more dedicated singers amongst you.

Lonesome Pine

On a mountain in Virginia stands a lonesome Pine

Just below is the cabin home of a little girl of mine

Her name is June and very, very soon she'll belong to me

For I know she's waiting there for me 'neath that lone Pine tree

In the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia

On the trail of the lonesome Pine

In the pale moonshine our hearts entwine

Where she carved her name and I carved mine.

Oh, June - like the mountains I'm blue

Like the pine - I am lonesome for you

In the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia

On the trail of the lonesome Pine.

In the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia

On the trail of the lonesome Pine

In the pale moonshine our hearts entwine

Where she carved her name and I carved mine.

Oh, June - like the mountains I'm blue

Like the pine - I am lonesome for you

In the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia

On the trail of the lonesome Pine.

American Trilogy

Underlined words are Kevins Solo

Oh I wish I was in the land of cotton
Old times there are not forgotten
Look away, look away, look away dixieland

Sing it fellas
Oh I wish I was in dixie, away, away
In dixieland I'll take my stand to live and die in dixie
for dixieland's, where I was born
Early lord one frosty morn
Look away, look away, look away dixieland
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
His truth is marching on
So hush little baby
Dont you cry
You know your daddys bound to die
But all my trials lord, soon be over

King of The Road

Trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to let...fifty cents.
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but..two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the road.
Third boxcar, midnight train
Destination...Bangor, Maine.
Old worn out suit and shoes,
I don't pay no union dues,
I smoke old stogies I have found
Short, but not too big around
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the road.
I know every engineer on every train
All of their children, and all of their names
And every handout in every town
And every lock that ain't locked
When no one's around.
I sing,
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the road.

Sloop John B

We come on the sloop john b
My grandfather and me
Around nassau town we did roam
Drinking all night
Got into a fight
Well I feel so broke up
I want to go home
So hoist up the john bs sail
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the captain ashore
Let me go home, let me go home
I wanna go home, yeah yeah
Well I feel so broke up
I wanna go home
The first mate he got drunk
And broke in the capns trunk
The constable had to come and take him away
Sheriff john stone
Why dont you leave me alone, yeah yeah
Well I feel so broke up I wanna go home
So hoist up the john bs sail
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the captain ashore
Let me go home, let me go home
I wanna go home, let me go home
Why dont you let me go home
(hoist up the john bs sail)
Hoist up the john b
I feel so broke up I wanna go home
Let me go home
The poor cook he caught the fits
And threw away all my grits
And then he took and he ate up all of my corn
Let me go home
Why dont they let me go home
This is the worst trip Ive ever been on
So hoist up the john bs sail
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the captain ashore
Let me go home, let me go home
I wanna go home, let me go home
Why dont you let me go home

These Last 2 are not compulsory but will be sung. Other old favourites include “Buttercup”, “Swing Low” and “Jerusalem”

Avenues and Alleyways

Sleep like a baby,

my little lady,

Dream till the sunrise

creeps into your eyes

Dream till the sunrise

Turns on the day.

 In the Avenues and Alleyways
while you sleep there's a whole world coming alive
Able and his brother, fighting one another
in and out of every dive

The Avenues and Alleyways
where the strong and the quick alone can survive
Look around the jungle
see the rough and tumble
Listen to a squealer cry
Then a little later
in the morning paper
Read about the way he died.

The Fastest Milk Cart in the West

You could hear the hoof beats pound as they raced across the ground,

And the clatter of the wheels as they spun 'round and 'round.

And he galloped into market street, his badge upon his chest,

His name was Ernie, and he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.

Now Ernie loved a widow, a lady known as Sue,

She lived all alone in Liddley Lane at number 22.

They said she was too good for him, she was haughty, proud and chic,

But Ernie got his cocoa there three times every week.

They called him Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeeee)

And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.

She said she'd like to bathe in milk, he said, "All right, sweetheart,"

And when he'd finished work one night he loaded up his cart.

He said, "D'you want it pasturize? 'Cause pasturize is best,"

She says, "Ernie, I'll be happy if it comes up to my chest."

That tickled old Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeeee)

And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.

Now Ernie had a rival, an evil-looking man,

Called Two-Ton Ted from Teddington and he drove the baker's van.

He tempted her with his treacle tarts and his tasty wholemeal bread,

And when she seen the size of his hot meat pies it very near turned her head.

She nearly swooned at his macaroon and he said, "If you treat me right,

You'll have hot rolls every morning and crumpets every night."

He knew once she sampled his layer cake he'd have his wicked way,

And all Ernie had to offer was a pint of milk a day.

Poor Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeeee)

And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.

One lunch time Ted saw Ernie's horse and cart outside her door,

It drove him mad to find it was still there at half past four.

And as he lept down from his van hot blood through his veins did course,

And he went across to Ernie's cart and didn't half kick his 'orse.

Whose name was Trigger, (Triggerrrrrrrr)

And he pulled the fastest milk cart in the west.

Now Ernie rushed out into the street, his gold top in his hand,

He said, "If you wanna marry Susie you'll fight for her like a man."

"Oh why don't we play cards for her?" he sneeringly replied,

"And just to make it interesting we'll have a shilling on the side."

Now Ernie dragged him from his van and beneath the blazing sun,

They stood there face to face, and Ted went for his bun.

But Ernie was too quick, things didn't go the way Ted planned,

And a strawberry-flavoured yogurt sent it spinning from his hand.

Now Susie ran between them and tried to keep them apart,

And Ernie, he pushed her aside and a rock cake caught him underneath his heart.

And he looked up in pained surprise and the concrete hardened crust,

Of a stale pork pie caught him in the eye and Ernie bit the dust.

Poor Ernie, (Ernieeeeeeeeeee)

And he drove the fastest milk cart in the west.

Ernie was only 52, he didn't wanna die,

And now he's gone to make deliveries in that milk round in the sky.

Where the customers are angels and ferocious dogs are banned,

And a milkmans life is full of fun
In that fairy dairy land
But a woman's needs are many fold
And Sue she married Ted
But strange things happened on their wedding night
As they lay in their bed
Was that the trees a rustling
Or the hinges of the gate
Or Ernies ghostly goldtop a rattling in their crate
They won't forget Ernie (Ernie)
And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west