Lyrics:

Young man, are you tired of the Scouts,
I said young man, do you want to get out?
I said Young man, we won't knock you about,
It'll be OK, why worry
Young man, you'll be one of the gang,
I said young man, things will go with a bang,
I said young man, you will soon get the hang of it,
It's OK, why worry

Young man, you will soon get the knack,
I said young man, you'll be copping your whack
I said young man, we will bend over backwards to
Make you feel you're wanted.

In the Brownies, everybody is your friend.
In the Brownies, they're all waiting round the bend.
In the Brownies, sticking with you to the end.
In the Brownies, in the Brownies.

In the Brownies, everybody goes to camp.
In the Brownies, there is nothing like a tramp.
In the Brownies, grab your mouth organ and
In the Brownies, in the Brownies.

Young man, stop bumming around.
I said young man, keep your ear to the ground.
I said young man, now's the time to go down,
To your local branch and join us.

Young man, stop looking behind.
I said young man, you know you're going to find.
I said young man, you're sure to go blind,
If you don't eat up your carrots.

In the Brownies, you won't be tying many knots.
In the Brownies, you'll enjoy it such a lot.
In the Brownies, you can give it your best shot.
In the Brownies, in the Brownies.

In the Brownies, a canteen that never shuts.
In the Brownies, never any ifs or buts.
In the Brownies, ginger beer and fruit and nuts.
In the Brownies, in the Brownies.

They want you, they want you, they want you as a new recruit.
They want you, they want you, they want you as a new recruit.

In the Brownies, everybody is your friend.
In the Brownies, they're all waiting round the bend.
In the Brownies, sticking with you to the end.
In the Brownies, in the Brownies,

In the Brownies, everybody goes to camp.
In the Brownies, there is nothing like a tramp.
In the Brownies, grab your mouth organ and
In the Brownies, in the Brownies.