WALLA-WALLA

I don't know if there ever was an original, but there are a couple of good ones in the song book. Nothing specifically AUTC-related, but I rather like this - it's an old 'un, but a good 'un:

-Kat.

WALLA-WALLA

Climbers:
We're the cream of the mountain fraternity,
You trampers are only the skim,
But tramping (when far from the Hermitage)
Satisfies an occasional whim.
Walla-walla-walla....

Chorus:
Oh, here's to the track and the mountain-top!
And here's to the climber who dares!
But give me my glass and my bottle-o,
To drive away all of my cares!

Trampers:
Now tramping's position's unassailable,
We object to being called just the skim,
But when none but a climber's available,
Why, we'll even go tramping with him!
Walla-walla-walla...

All:
Now skiing's a first-rate activity,
(Provided you've got pansy clothes),
But in spite of our natural proclivity,
We'd never be one of those!
Walla-walla-walla...

Climbers:
Glissading's a glorious feeling,
As you slide down the slope on your feet,
But the rest of the day's spent concealing
A wet and uncomfortable seat!
Walla-walla-walla...

Trampers:
There are theories and ways of belaying,
You can either use pick or use shaft,
But no matter what style you're displaying,
Some 'expert' will think that you're daft!
Walla-walla-walla...

All:
We're surely the cream of humanity,
In spite of our squabbles and scraps,
We're all of the mountain fraternity,
Including canoeists - perhaps!
Walla-walla-walla...