Camp, Folk Camp
I love to dance around you!
Camp, Folk Camp
I’m dancing all week long.
(repeat once)
On Friday night in Zeilitzheim,
I pitch my tent in the park,
With music calling from cellar
Where I’m dancing until dark.
Camp, Folk Camp …
Day and night I’m on my feet,
I washed them the other day!
Play in a band with boys and girls
And dance with swords and sticks.
Camp, Folk Camp …
The weather may be rain or shine;
Won’t have it any other way!
I even wear a ball costume;
Made it myself – it’s blue.
Camp, Folk Camp …
(repeat)