A classic song for a summer day.
I grew up playing Alan Sherman’s album on our family record player!
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The classic song of yesteryear,
iconic hymn to youth,
the cold hand of each parent’s fear
wrapped in a singing truth,
but is this all exaggeration,
is Camp Granada all that dire?
Or is the letter revelation,
that SHOULD have set out hair afire?
Oh, how to know without returning
and to humiliate the boy?
Is this meant now for our learning,
that we might let a child enjoy
a tale that only he can tell,
conquerer of Quixotic hell?
Oh, Steve thanks for sharing this—I used to sing this endlessly when I was a kid. My poor “mutha”!!
Oh, yes! I remember seeing this when I was a kid. I still remembered some of the lyrics. Thanks for bringing it back.
Admittedly he’s just a little bit before my time. And that’s the first time I’ve heard that entire song. I thank you, it was cute.
Oh, my goodness! Old home week. To this day, my idea of “roughing it” is the Hilton Garden Inn.
I loved that song! But even better, I had the Camp Granada board game, complete with “icky animals” (rubber snakes, frogs, and more), board art with shark-infested ponds and kids tied to trees, and a little Alan Sherman on the box with pencil and paper in hand writing home.
Thank you, Gordon, for mentioning the Camp Granada board game, complete with “icky animals” like frogs, rubber snakes, and all the fun things in the environment! I loved this video!
Too funny! That song has always made me laugh. I love it! Thank you for sharing. Have a blessed weekend.
Oh, so much fun. I remember singing this often in my younger days.
I’ve been looking for the lyrics and couldn’t remember who sung the song. Thought it was Bob Newhart. He should have. LOL
Thanks, Steve.
My parents had 2 of Allan Sherman’s albums when I was a kid. Each title began, “Allan Sherman’s Mother Presents, My Son the–”
We had The Nut and The Folksinger.
I recall discovering these albums one Summer day when I was 6. My brother and I listened to them non-stop. Much to the chagrin of our grandmother who would sit with us during Summer.
Oh, my goodness! As someone in full-time camping ministry, I have so many concerns about Camp Granada!!! Although, I once had a mom ask me to try to convince her son to stay and as I was chatting about the various activities he pointed out that none of them involved video games and were therefore not worthy. I mentioned that we bussed the kids to Lake Chelan which was one of the cleanest lakes in the world and he informed me, “I only like dirty lakes!” He would have enjoyed our frog pond, but didn’t stay long enough to find out about it, ha! Poor guy, he was determined.
Oh, my. Thanks for sharing! We played this album endlessly. “I See Bones” was a favorite as well as “Here’s to the Crabgrass” and “Eight Foot Two, Solid Blue.” Amazingly I still remember the words. Or perhaps, that’s why I can’t remember what I was supposed to get at the grocery store…
So fun! Thanks for sharing. I appreciated seeing him perform the song; I’d only heard it played before.
I grew up listening to my dad spontaneously singing this song, along with fragments from Peter and the Commissar and the End of a Symphony. For a long time I thought these were the actual words to Dance of the Hours! Thanks for sparking happy memories.
I remember this!