Dona

Another song we don't sing very often anymore at camp, but still a beautiful song.

Recorded at Rock Hill Camp in Mahopac, NY.

Lyrics:

On a wagon bound for market
There's a calf with a mournful eye
High above him, there's a swallow
Winging swiftly through the sky

Chorus:
How the winds are laughing
They laugh with all their might
Laugh and laugh the whole day through
And (clap) half the summer's night
Dona, Dona, Dona, Dona, Dona, Dona
Dona, Dona, Dona, Don
Dona, Dona, Dona, Dona Dona, Dona
Dona, Dona, Dona, Don

Stop complaining said the farmer:
Who told you a calf to be?
Why don't you have wings to fly with,
Like the swallow so proud and free?

Chorus

Calves are easily bound and slaughtered
Never knowing the reason why
But whoever treasures freedom
Like the swallow has learned to fly

Chorus

Category:

Music

Tags:

• Rock
• Hill
• Camp
• Closing
• Campfire
• Dona

[ButteredKatFish]

I love camp rock hill forever

[thefalsetruths]

thanks for posting these, I haven't heard this on in so long. How i love camp!

[gooderik]

thanks for the upload, great Singing.