I came from Boy Scout camps that did lots of singing around
the campfire.
That old favorite, "Pink Pajamas," apparently started in Girl Scout
camps, and then spread to the boys. It had only one verse and a
chorus that I
knew of. So I wrote some additional verses appropriate for the philosophy
of this [naturist] camp. It is sung to the tune of "The
Battle Hymn of the
Republic," with some extra notes added to the last lines of each verse.
Pink
Pajamas
(verses 2-5 by Paul LeValley)
I wear my
pink pajamas in the summer when it's hot, I wear my
long red flannels in the winter when it's not. And
sometimes in the springtime, And
sometimes in the fall, I jump
right in between the sheets with nothing on at all. Whee!
Chorus Glory,
glory, what's it to ya? Balmy
breezes blowin' through ya. Glory,
glory, what's it to ya? With
nothing on at all.
I use my
black umbrella in the summer when it's hot. I use my
yellow raincoat in the winter when it's not. And
sometimes in the springtime, And
sometimes in the fall, I go right
out and splash around with nothing on at all. Whee!
(Chorus)
I got a
tan in summertime that left my butt all white. I stayed
inside that winter till my parts all matched just right. Then early
in the springtime, And
straight through till the fall, I went
right out and got my tan with nothing on at all. Whee!
(Chorus)
Grandpa
went a-swimming with his chest all covered up. Mamma's
new bikini seemed real bold to her and Pop. But
great-grandma before that, And
great-great-grandpas all, They
jumped right in the water wearing nothing on at all. Whee!
(Chorus)
So let the
preacher tell me I should cover up with rags. And let
the politician talk of freedom, wrapped in flags. I'm part
of holy nature— The freest
one of all— When I am
walking through the woods with nothing on at all. Whee!