All lyrics written by Charlie Dierker while on the trails at Philmont.
Please do not reproduce without written permission.
"BEST CREW ON THE RANCH"
(to the tune of "Ghost Riders in the Sky")
The troopers broke their camp at dawn
one mountain summer day
They headed west, their fates a quest
to prove they are not gay!
Their cups to sump and bowels to dump
before the day is done
They belch and fart and do their part
at work and having fun!
Yipee-chi-oh!
Yipee-chi-ay!
The best crew on the ranch!
Thank God we're not in France!
"STERILIZE"
(to the tune of "Rawhide")
Boilin', boilin', boilin',
Keep that water boilin'!
Keep that water boilin',
Sterilize!
Don't want no nasty giardia
Swimmin' in my colon,
Makin' me wish that I would die!
Thru wicked Philmont weather,
Eatin' my fruit leather
Safe water at the end of my hike!
Get a pot,
Pour it in,
Light the stove,
Turn it up,
Turn it up,
Heat it up,
Sterilize!
Boil it good,
Boil it hard,
Boil it fast,
Boil it up,
Boil it well!
Sterilize!