They found Samantha, Sydney, and Caleb enjoying themselves by the lake. "Guys" Samantha said, "I've been thinking something"
"What's that, Samantha" Caleb asked.
"If you look at the lake" Samantha answered, "You look like you could see Davy Crocket"
"No way" replied Donna, "We did some canoe painting."
"Yeah" Michael replied, "And the Babe wrote a message to the future campers at Camp Kikiwaka."
"She says that Camp Kikiwaka is "Out of This World" Payton recalled.
"Now ho does that Davy Crockett ballad go again?" Caleb asked.
Born on a mountain in Tennessee
Greenest state in the land of the free
Raised in the woods so's he knew ev'ry tree
He kilt him a b'ar when he was only three
Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier!
"I think you got it Caleb" smiled Donna
Fought single-handed through the Injun War
Till the Creeks was whipped an' peace was in store
An' while he was a-handlin' this risky chore
Made hisself a legend for evermore
Davy, Davy Crockett, the man who don't know fear!
When he lost his love, his grief was gall
In his heart he wanted to leave it all
An' lose hisself in the forests tall
But he answered instead his country's call
Davy, Davy Crockett, the choice of the whole frontier
"Lovely ballad" Donna smiled, "It's like your giving a little whistle."
"Exactly my point, Donna" said a voice.
"Jiminy Cricket?" asked Donna, "What are you doing here?"
"I came to see if Rocket Raccoon needs a conscience"
"After trying to find bigfoot" Donna asked, "I don't think he needs one."
"But do you remember the song I sang to Pinoch back in Italy" asked Jiminy.
"I remember" Donna smiled.
When you get in trouble and you don't know right from wrong,
Give a little whistle!
Give a little whistle!
When you meet temptation and the urge is very strong,
Give a little whistle!
Give a little whistle!
Not just a little squeak,
Pucker up and blow.
And if your whistle's weak, yell "Jiminy Cricket!"
Take the straight and narrow path
And if you start to slide,
Give a little whistle!
Give a little whistle!
And always let your conscience be your guide
And always let your conscience be your guide
Rocket came up hearing Jiminy's conscience, "Oh great," he groaned, "It's the talking bug again! Listen, I have a bigfoot to find so shut your crootaken mouths."
"Don't worry" whispered Jiminy, "I warned the bigfoot to stay out of sight so Rocket won't blow their cover."
"Nice Job, Jiminy" Donna smiled. "Anyway, to wrap up our last night of camping, Xander is having a sing along."
"I wouldn't miss it for the world." Jiminy smiled.
Later that night, they were eating marshmallows and singing campfire songs, "Okay guys" shouted Xander, "Who's ready for the final song of the evening."
Everyone cheered.
"I am Groot(I wonder what song are they going to sing?)" Baby GRoot whispered to Jiminy.
"Beats me, Groot" Jiminy replied, "And I'm glad you guys forced Rocket to participate without using any of his guns."
As everyone was asking what they wanted to sing, Rocket groaned. Donna thought he was saying, "Zubada," the Caveman version of, "Gitchi Gitchi GOO" so they decided to sing it.
Zupa, daya!
Zupa, daya!
Zupa, daya!
Zupa, daya!
Zupa, daya! (Ooooh)
Zupa, daya!
Zupa, daya!
Zupa, daya!
Zupa, daya! (Yaiiii, yai yai yai yai yai yai yai yai yaaiioh!)
Zupa, daya!
Zupa, daya!
Ooga ooga ooga ooga
Ooh chaka ooh chaka
Kay garna mana hoo (Hey!)
Ya ya ya
Gunga larga mungo
Zooga ooga chunga
Bee-boppa zapadu
Chaka lakka moo eetchie she-ma goo
Chaka lakka moo eetchie she-ma goo
Chaka lakka moo eetchie
Eetchie she-ma ooga
Ooga
Ooga
Chaka lakka moo eetchie she-ma goo!
