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Burnamwood Camp Song


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Burnamwood, Burnamwood
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I can hear you calling me
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The love and the joy and the friends I’ll see
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Are calling me back home to Burnamwood.


The Lord woke up one morning
And said, “I want to build a place
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Where the young and the old and the in-between
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Can meet me face to face.”
So he labored all that morning,

And when he finished it was good.
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And he laid it in Kentucky
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And he called it “Burnamwood.”



It’s a place to be with others
It’s a place to be yourself
Everyone belongs here,
There’s no sitting on the shelf.
It’s a place of many seasons,
It’s a place of many years,
And when you least expect it,
That’s when the Lord appears!


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So come with me my brothers,
Come and share the fun!
Come with my my sisters
Come on everyone.
I will make a place for you
If you’ll make a place for me
And we can grow together
That’s the way it’s meant to be.