Sung at the closing of all
Philmont campfires.
Silver on the sage,
Star-lit skies above,
Aspen covered hills,
Country that I love.
Philmont, here's to thee,
Scouting paradise.
Out in God's country -- tonight.
Wind in wisp'ring pines,
Eagles soaring high,
Purple mountains rise
Against an azure sky.
Philmont, here's to thee,
Scouting paradise.
Out in God's country -- tonight.