The Singing Scoutmaster: Ripple

Lat da dat Gda, Lah da-ah da Cda, da

CLa da da, la da, da da da-ah, da Gda

GLat da dat da, Lah da-ah da Cda, da

GLa da da Dda, CLah da da da Gda

 

GIf my words did glow with the gold of Csunshine

CAnd my tunes were played on the harp un-Gstrung

GWould you hear my voice come through the Cmusic

CWould you Ghold it Dnear Cas it were your Gown?

 

GIt's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are Cbroken

CPerhaps they're better left un-Gsung

GI don't know, don't really Ccare

GLet there be Dsongs Cto fill the Gair

 

AmRipple in still Dwater

When there Gis no pebble Ctossed

Nor Awind to Dblow

 

Reach out your Ghand if your cup be Cempty

CIf your cup is full may it be a-Ggain

GLet it be known there is a Cfountain

GThat was not Dmade Cby the hands of Gmen

 

GThere is a road, no simple Chighway

CBetween the dawn and the dark of Gnight

GAnd if you go no one may Cfollow

GThat path is Dfor Cyour steps Galone

 

AmRipple in still Dwater

When there Gis no pebble Ctossed

Nor Awind to Dblow

 

You who Gchoose to lead must Cfollow

CBut if you fall you fall a-Glone

GIf you should stand then who's to Cguide you?

GIf I knew the Dway CI would take you Ghome

 

Lat da dat Gda, Lah da-ah da Cda, da

CLa da da, la da, da da da-ah, da Gda

GLat da dat da, Lah da-ah da Cda, da

GLa da da Dda, CLah da da da Gda