Now the day is over, night is drawing nigh.
Shadows of the evening steal across the sky.
Jesus grant the weary calm and sweet repose.
With thy tenderest blessings may our eyelids close.
When the morning wakens then may I arise
Pure and fresh and sinless in thy holy eyes.

Short girls, tall girls, fat and thin
What ya gonna do when the heat sets in?
Nothin’ to do, nothin’ to say
that’s the time to pack your duds and go away!

Come to Camp Blaisdell, breezes blow!
Come to Camp Blaisdell, Swim and row!
answer the ever-luring call
Come to Camp Blaisdell, the best of all!
Here’s to the best camp – blais-dell!

(With motions)

Slap bang here we are again,
here we are again, here we are again
Slap bang here we are again, jolly Blaisdell girls.

We laugh, we sing,
we laugh ha ha, we sing tra la
We laugh we sing, jolly Blaisdell girls.

Tra la la, Tra la la, Tra la la,  tra la la, tra la la
Tra la la, tra la la, jolly Blaisdell girls, Hey!

Top of the mountain shines like gold
sugar floats like candy
Love grows under the wide oak tree
and you kiss your little fella sort of handy

Dreams dreams dreams dreams
Under the wide oak tree
Dreams dreams dreams dreams
One for you and me oh baby

Top of the mountain shines like gold
sugar floats like candy
Love grows under the wide oak tree
and you kiss your little fella sort of handy.

(Sung with motions.)

Tell me why the stars do shine,
tell me why the ivy twines,
tell me why the sky’s so blue,
tell me dear Blaisdell just why I love you.

Because God made the stars to shine,
because God made the ivy twine,
because God made the sky so blue,
because God made you, that’s why I love you.

I really think that God above,
created you for me to love.
He picked you out of all the rest.
That’s why dear Blaisdell I love you the best.

(Fill in the year with each number sung individually. Example 1-9-6-0)

_______ at Blaisdell camp
No other year the same
where every girl’s a comrade true
whatever city or name or fame.

________ at Blaisdell camp
sunset and evening glow
But it’s the inspiration most
that makes us love you so!

Peace I ask of thee o river,
peace peace peace
When I learn to live serenely,
cares will cease
From the hills I gather courage
Visions of the day to be
Strength to lead and faith to follow,
All are given unto me.
Peace I ask of thee o river,
peace peace peace.

If there were witchcraft, I’d make two wishes,
a winding trail that beckons me to roam
and then I’d wish for a blazing campfire
to welcome me when I’m returning home.

But in this real world there is no witchcraft,
and golden wishes do not grow on trees.
Our fondest day dream must be the magic
to welcome back those golden memories.

Memories that linger, fondest and true,
bring back sweet visions, Blaisdell camp of you.

White coral bells, upon a slender stalk,
lilies of the valley deck my garden walk.
Oh, how I wish that I could hear them ring.
That will happen only when the fairies sing!

Father Time is a crafty man
and he’s set in his ways
and we know that we never can
make him bring back past days.

So camp girls while we are here
let’s be friends firm and true.
We’ll have a gay time,
a happy play time,
for we all love to be with you.