The Woodstock Song

You remember this. Of course you do. For over 80 years this has been the song.

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We're Woodstockers born,
We're Woodstockers bread,
And when we die,
We're Woodstockers dead.
So Rah Rah for Woodstock ,
Rah Rah for Woodstock ,
Rah Rah for Woodstock Camp.

We are the kids from Woodstock ,
You hear so much about.
Most everybody loves us,
Whenever we go out.

We're noted for our wisdom,
And the clever things we do,
Most everybody likes us,
We hope you'll like us too.

So as we go marching,
And the band begins to P-L-A-Y,
You'll hear us shouting,
The kids from Woodstock Camp are on the way.
(Rah Rah Rah)

So stand up and shout,
Hooray!
For our dear old Woodstock .

Born today,
Hooray.
The green and white above the best of all the rest.

So it's onward to victory.
We're going to win in every way.
We've got the rep,
We've got the pep,
For dear old Woodstock Camp.

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How about this Song -  Where it all happens

Camping in the pines of Woodstock
Down by the lake
Happy hours we've spent together
Down by the lake
Everybody's happy always, Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, all the weekdays and on Sundays
Down by the lake
Camping in the Pines of Woodstock
Down by the lake
Lifelong friendships in the making
Down by the lake
Over woodland paths we wonder, these happy memories we'll always ponder, of Camp Woodstock we're growing fonder
Down by the lake

Please email camp.woodstockymca@ghymca.org with any old pictures or songs to be posted here. Camp is such a wonderful place - with wonderful memories, but what makes Camp Woodstock really special - is YOU!