The stillness of waters, the soft glow of campfires,
The warm summer breezes are calling to me.
They say 'tis time for pleasure and fun in endless measure,
For gay times and adventure and joy through the years.
Come forth and join the chorus of camp girls waiting for us,
To join in the midst of forest and friendship and love.
So girls as summer passes you'll find nothing that surpasses,
The spirit and truth in living with Keewaydin girls.
Songadeewin Song from 1951