Camp Werthahekahwee

Well, Marge I'm so excited

The letter came today

The camp's accepted Junior

For three months he'll be away

I've been listening to him all year long

He's 'bout to drive me nuts

But, sure as sunlight brings the dawn

That boy'll be on the bus, headed for

Camp Werthehekahwee

Just an old Indian name

It was started by Chief (himba himba...) Doggoneifiknow

Way back in the Indian days

Seems he never found his way

Out of Camp Werthehekahwee

Why son, they've got a driving range

Now that's some fun I'll betcha

Why, with any luck at all

They're sure to make you golf ball fetcher

Down at Camp Werthehekahwee

And they go hiking every weekend

Everybody gets to go

It says here in the brochure boy

It's called the lost patrol

Down at Camp Werthehekahwee

Thirty miles below sea level

Where the nights are dawn (where the nights are dawn)

Just a bit northeast I'm going

Found it on a swamp (found it on a swamp)

The traffic doesn't keep you up

But, what I haven't told

There isn't any traffic

'Cause there are not any roads in and out of

Camp Werthehekahwee

Just an old Indian name

It was started by Chief (himba himba...) Doggoneifiknow

Way back in the Indian days

Seems he never found his way

Out of Camp Werthehekahwee

Now if you go canoeing, boy

Don't forget your paddle

And don't be picking up the snakes

Especially those that rattle

Down at Camp Werthehekahwee

Oh, Marge we got a postcard

Said Junior's still alive

You know, I kinda miss him

Heck, I knew that boy'd survive

Down at Camp Werthehekahwee

Well as sure as summer's gonna end

And silence gets too much

I'll turn off my baseball game

And rush to meet his bus

And in his Werthehekawee t-shirt

My heart will be destroyed

I'll part the crowd and cheer and cry

Look out! Here comes my boy!

He's back from

Camp Werthehekahwee

Just an old Indian name

It was started by Chief (himba himba...) Doggoneifiknow

Way back in the Indian days

Seems he never found his way

Out of Camp Werthehekahwee