Camping just wouldn’t be camping without on evening campfire and sing those camping songs. These are some I like: BLOWING IN THE WIND How many roads must a man walk down Before they call him a man How many seas must a white dove sail Before the sleeps in the sand How many times must the cannon balls fly Before they’re forever banned The answer my friend, is blowing in the wind The answer is blowing in the wind How many years can a mountain exist Before they’re washed to the sea How many years can some people exist Before they/re allowed to be free How Many times can a man turn his head And pretend that he just doesn’t see The answer my friend, is blowing in the wind The answer is blowing in the wind How many times must a man look up Before he reaches the sky How many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cay How many deaths will it take till he knows That too many people have died The answer my friend, is blowing in the wind The answer is blowing in the wind FLICKER The flicker of a campfire, the wind in the pines The moon in the heavens, the stars that shine A place where people gather to make friends of all kinds A place where all our troubles are always left behind So give me the light of a campfire, warm and bright And give me some friends to sing with; I’ll be here all night Love is for those who find it; I found mine right here Just you and me and the campfire and songs we love to hear
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