Wakefield Roads

This blog post is a set of lyrics written by our one and only Treble and her unit from 2015. Sang to the tune of Country Roads by John Denver. It was written as a toast to Kalalla, which was presented at our Fancy Feast Thursday dinner.
                                

Bus rolls up to camp Kalalla

Smiling faces greet my eyes anew

Everyone’s singing, and I’m wondering

Why is that Grove popular,

and what’s a-rig-a-bamboo

Take me home

Wakefield roads

To the place

Where I belong

Camp Kalalla

Mountain momma

Take me home

Wakefield roads

Boundless memories start to form here

Lifelong friendships, splashing in the water

Eat with spatulas, do crafts in the lodge

And if it don’t turn out,

just Finish with hodge podge

Take me home

Wakefield roads

To the place

Where I belong

Camp Kalalla

Mountain momma

Take me home

Wakefield roads

Still hear the voice,

in the morning hour when she wakes me (waaaaaaaaaake up)

My wrist string reminds me of my home far away

And driving down dirt roads I get a feeling

that I should have been home yesterday, yesterday

Take me home

Wakefield roads

To the place

Where I belong

Camp Kalalla

Mountain momma

Take me home Wakefield roads

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