One of the great things about having a family reunion camp out is learning new songs! My nephew, Brenden, was a wealth of new camp songs that we haven’t heard around here. I’m really thankful that he took the time to teach them ALL to my children. I especially like it when they sing in the car. Loudly. Thanks again.

But there was One song that was particularly amusing. I don’t think I have it in it’s exactness, as I’ve only heard it about 17 times so far, but it goes something like this:

The Rootbeer Song

Do–I need to buy my rootbeer
Ra–The guy who pours my rootbeer, “Thanks, Ray!”
Me–The person who drinks my rootbeer
Fa– A long long way to the bathroom
So–I need another rootbeer
La–I’ll take another rootbeer
Tea–no thanks, I’ve got my rootbeer
And that brings us back to..

Do–I need to buy my rootbeer……
(repeat endlessly)

It’s kind of like the 100 bottles of rootbeer on the wall song, but more clever and less annoying.

So, again, I thank you, Brenden, for teaching us all those fun songs. Especially this one.