(T.T.T.O. Australian Nigun (From 770))
From camp we go, we’ll miss you so
Friends and counselors we’ve got to know
We’ve learnt so much while we were here
But Torah is for every season of the year
Send me to a Torah school
So I can learn, and know what to do
So much fun, and learning too
Because I am a Jew
Alma Matters Farewell We Say As We Depart
(T.T.T.O. Rachamana De’onei)
Farewell we say as we depart
From our Gan, close to our heart
So strongly tied together here
Farewell to games and fields and lake
But something with us we will take
The spirit will guide us through the year
Gan Yisroel, always at our side
On road of life our guide
Your ideals are our pride
By them may we abide
Gan Yisroel, all year in our sight
A beacon shining bright
Through the stormy night
Our faithful guiding light
The Rebbe Will Come To Camp
Hello Shmuly, How are you today
How is camp, is everything ok
Let me tell you of when here I played
And the Rebbe came to camp
Oh dear father how I wish I could
Be so close to our nossi, then I would
Try my hardest to learn and be good
If the Rebbe came to camp
My dear son remember on Chof Av
How the Rebbe looked at you with love
And you all went by the Rebbe,
Oh the Rebbe’s still with camp
Gan Yisroel is a fertile place
Where you’ll learn to go the Rebbe’s ways
Soon we’ll all be in our homeland
And the Rebbe will come to camp
Silence Reigns, The Air Is So Still
(T.T.T.O. Nachamu—Tzlil V’zemer)
Silence reigns, the air is so still
The buses wait to depart
I run through my bunk for my very last look
At a camp so close to my heart
Two months in camp fly by in my mind
What I’ve learned, what I’ve done, the tears and the smiles
My counselor so dear, the friends that I made
Friday night arm in arm, the games that we played
Sitting down on the bus
A tear leaves my eye
Gan Yisroel, I must say goodbye
Yes, I know I’ll return
In a year, but for now
Gan Yisroel, I must say farewell
Dear Camp Gan Yisroel
(T.T.T.O. Shema Koleinu—J.E.P.)
Dear Camp Gan Yisroel
I write to you this letter
To thank you for a wonderful time
Other camps have known me
But none of them can own me
Of them, I have no memory
You’ve burnt into my heart
An everlasting spark
Sweet thoughts of you fill my mind
When boasting to my friends
Of the days in camp I spent
My body is bursting with pride
Oh camp, you’re my soul
And you give me life
To carry all through the years
As I put down my pen
And this letter does end
I have to wipe my tears
Over The Summer, Dovid Became
(T.T.T.O. Mah Novu—Holyland’s Greatest Hits)
Over the summer, Dovid became
So close to his counselor, Mendel his name
Many hours together they spent
Then came time, home to be sent
Oh Gan Yisroel, can I leave you so dear
How will I make it through the coming year
Don’t worry, my Dovid, take what you’ve learned here
I’m sure that you’ll make it, next summer is near
It’s the middle of winter, Mendel does wonder
How is my Dovid, he does ponder
Then it flashes, a thought comes to mind
Of what he told Dovid when he left him behind
Does he still keep Kosher, is a kippah on his head
Does he still say Shma before going to bed
I know that he’s taken that which he’s learned there
I’m sure he’ll make it, next summer is near
Sitting At Home, All Alone
(T.T.T.O. L’maan Achai—S’dei Chemed II)
Sitting at home, all alone
Permitting my thoughts to roam
To Gan Yisroel, my mind does turn
Strongly, for you I yearn
Wishing to go back today
Though snowflakes do cover the way
The least I could do, if something at all
A friendly telephone call
Hello Gan Yisroel, oh how did I leave you
Since then I’m just not the same
The friends that I made, the games that I played
In my heart they remain
Remember that Shabbos we spent with the Rebbe
The trips that we took now and then
The snow will soon melt, the warmth will be felt
Gan Yisroel, my home once again
Now The Hour Draws Near
(T.T.T.O. L’mikdosheich Tuv—MBD)
Now the hour draws near
When we must say farewell
To our camp so dear
Oh, Gan Yisroel
Vivid memories
Of days at camp gone by
Will set our heart at ease
Though we leave with a sigh
As I sit at home
In the months to come
I’ll often reminisce
On the ruach and the fun
Oh, Gan Yisroel
How can we depart
From the camp we love
So cherished in our heart
Oh, Gan Yisroel
We promise to be true
To the fine hashpa’ah
Which we got from you
Oh, Gan Yisroel
The parting hour draws near
I’ll guard your holy ruach
Until we meet next year
Snuggled By The Fireplace
Snuggled by the fireplace
One lonely winter night
Skimming through fond memories
Of good times as a child
The fire melts away the years
As I find myself once more
Sitting by a fire, but
This time I’m not alone
My counselor is sitting beside me
My bunkmates are singing nearby
With heartfelt concern he speaks to me
The words that changed my life
How it pains my heart to realize that
Those times are forever gone
Oh, where would I be, if it weren’t for you
Gan Yisroel ‘82
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