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FOUR MILES UP

Four miles up, four miles down
Four miles away from Becket town
Guess it's worth the four mile tramp.
With a Rah-Rah'Rah! for Becket Camp
Four miles up, four miles down
Four miles away from Becket town.
Yes it's worth the four mile tramp.
With a Rah'Rah'Rah! for Becket Camp

BECKET IN THE BERKSHIRES

B-B-B-Becket, in the Berkshires
Neath the birches and the Pine,
B-B-B-Becket, in the Berkshires
Where we live one kindred mind.
Born pure and free, bound in cam'a camaraderie,
B-B-B-Becket, in the Berkshires,
Where land and lake and lake and hill, and hill and sky,
Where land and lake and hill and sky, inspire!

B-B-B-Becket, in the Berkshires,
Neath nature's verdant hand
B-B-B-Becket in the Berkshires
Where we seek the worthy man
We enter to grow strong, wise,
Strong and wise and true,
B-B-B-Becket, in the Berkshires,
Depart to live, to live and love, to love and serve,
Depart to live and love and serve mankind.

SING THE SONGS OF BECKET CAMP

Sing the songs of Becket Camp,
Sing as the rafters ring!
Stand and sing the songs once again,
Let every loyal Becketite sing.
Then sing to all the happy hours,
Sing to the carefree days,
Sing to Becket, our dear Becket
The camp of our hearts always.

To the trees, to the sky,
To a summer of glorious happiness!
To the swims, to the hikes,
To the bugle that's blowing and calling us!
To the cooks, to the chef,
To the leaders of us and their qualities,
To the girls, to the camp
O'er the hill, not far away.

Sing the songs of Becket Camp.
Sing as the music soars!
Stand and sing the songs once again,
As every loyal Becketite roars.
Then sing to all the happy hours,
Sing to the carefree days,
Sing to Becket, our dear Becket
The camp of our hearts always.

MOUNTAIN DEW

Chorus:
They call it that good old mountain dew,
And them that refuse it are few (mighty few)
I'll hush up my mug if you fill up my jug
With that good old mountain dew.

Well, my Uncle Bill has a still on the hill,
And he puts out a gallon or two (or two).
The buzzards in the sky get so high they can't fly
On that good old mountain dew.

CHORUS

Well, my Cousin Mort,
He is sawed-off and short,
He measures but a four foot two (four-two).
But he fights like a giant,
When you fill up his pint,
With that good old mountain dew.

CHORUS

Well, my Auntie June,
Has some sweet-smelling perfume,
And it really smells awfully like pew (P-U),
Wasn't she surprised when they had it analyzed,
It was nothing but that good old mountain dew.

They call it that good old mountain dew,
And them that refuse it are few.
I'll hush up my mug if you'll
Fill up my jug
With that good old... mount-ain... dew.

BECKET'S FOR ME (Big Show 1975)

In early May, I get the feeling,
The Berkshires are most appealing,
There I should be, Becket's for me,
And I can't wait to start vacation
And travel to that location
I long to see, Becket's for me.

The sky beyond is blue,
And Rudd Pond is too,
The sun sets for you,
It all gets to you,
With friends near to you,
Becomes clear to you
You're living happily.

No other spot across the nation
Invites such anticipation
So forcefully, Becket's for me.
And now the summer days have found me,
And Becket is all around me,
I'm on a spree, Becket's for me.

Come take a hike today,
Ride a bike today,
Print your name today,
Learn a game today,
Sing a song today,
Come along today,
And join our family!

As you can see, our spirit's flying,
There's certainly no denying
You'll all agree, Becket's for me.

Tell it! Shout it! Never doubt it!
Becket! Becket's for me!