The smell of fires burning in the air
Children are laughing and playing everywhere
This is how it is whenever we camp
Playing UNO by the light of a lamp
Roasting marshmallows in the fire
Singing songs to our heart's desire
Telling stories for the young and old
Grandmother's stories are epic, or so I've been told
All of us gather around to count the stars
Listening to music coming from all the cars
We love summertime each time of year
When we camp, no drama, and no fear
Sometimes we see a critter or two
Just scurrying for food thrown from me and you
I absolutely love camping with my family
It's our love we share that you can plainly see!
Children are laughing and playing everywhere
This is how it is whenever we camp
Playing UNO by the light of a lamp
Roasting marshmallows in the fire
Singing songs to our heart's desire
Telling stories for the young and old
Grandmother's stories are epic, or so I've been told
All of us gather around to count the stars
Listening to music coming from all the cars
We love summertime each time of year
When we camp, no drama, and no fear
Sometimes we see a critter or two
Just scurrying for food thrown from me and you
I absolutely love camping with my family
It's our love we share that you can plainly see!
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