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"Tiny Scout" Lyrics


Sheet music version:

Chorus 1:

They say there's a tiny, little scout
Who follows you about,
He knows ev'rything you say and do,
You couldn't lose him if you wanted to.
He knows, like for instance, when you try
To tell a big fat lie;
He starts burning up at what you said,
That's why your face gets red.
When you do good
Like he says you should,
You can bet he's as merry as a clown;
But when you've done sumpin'
And your heart starts thumpin',
That's him jumpin' up and down.
He's there any time that you're in doubt,
To tell you what to do,
Get smart, listen to the tiny scout,
He knows you inside,
He knows you outside,
He knows what it's all about,
He knows you inside out.

Chorus 2:

So you hate to go to Sunday school,
And that's not bad enough;
You start messin' with the Golden Rule,
You think being good is "sissy stuff."
Get wise, try to mend your dopey ways,
You might be glad you did;
Then you'll never hear the corny phrase,
"Poor little mixed-up kid!"
When you prove you can't be trusted,
You can say you're mal-adjusted,
You can blame your ma and pa if you're a "schmo"!
But you show a streak of yeller
When you blame the other feller,
You may sizzle down below.
You don't have to be a teacher's pet,
Don't worry, wings won't sprout,
Get smart, listen to the tiny scout,
You're on the wrong side,
He's on the right side,
He's your friend without a doubt,
He know you inside out!

Movie version:

Chorus 1:

They say there's a tiny, little scout
Who follows you about,
He knows ev'rything you say and do,
You couldn't lose him if you wanted to.
He knows, like for instance, when you try
To tell a big fat lie;
He starts burning up at what you said,
That's why your face gets red.
When you do good
Like he says you should,
You can bet he's as merry as a clown;
But when you've done sumpin'
And your heart starts thumpin',
That's him jumpin' up and down.
He's there any time that you're in doubt,
To tell you what to do,
(Spoken:) Get smart!
(Sung:) Listen to the tiny scout,
He knows you inside,
He knows you outside,
He knows what it's all about,
(Spoken:) Without a doubt!
(Sung:) He knows you inside out.

Chorus 2:

So you hate to go to Sunday school,
And that's not bad enough;
You start messin' with the Golden Rule,
You think being good is "sissy stuff."
Get wise, try to mend your dopey ways,
You might be glad you did;
Then you'll never hear the corny phrase,
(Spoken:) "Poor little mixed-up kid!"
(Sung:) When you prove you can't be trusted,
You can say you're mal-adjusted,
You can blame your ma and pa if you're a "schmo"!
But you show a streak of yeller
When you blame the other feller,
(Spoken:) Look out, you may sizzle down below.
(Sung:) You don't have to be a teacher's pet,
(Spoken:) Don't worry, wings won't sprout,
Just get smart!
Listen to the tiny scout,
He knows you inside,
He knows you outside;
You're on the wrong side,
He's on the right side;
He knows you backwards,
He knows you forwards;
You're on the mean side,
He's on the clean side;
(Spoken:) Whew, whew, I'm runnin' out of breath!
Stop smokin'!
(Sung:) You're saying, "Yes, yes,"
He's saying, "Uh, uh,"
You think you got to,
He tells you not to;
He's there beside you
Always there to guide you.

Coda:

Rah, rah, rah,
Sis boom bah,
Ricky, ticky-tic
And ricky, ticky-tah!
How about a cheer for the tiny scout,
'Cause he knows you inside out!
Good side, bad side,
Mean side, clean side,
Wrong side, right side,
Outside, inside!
He's your friend without a doubt;
(Spoken:) He's your conscience.
(Sung:) He knows you inside out!

Music: by Harry Warren
Lyrics: by Harold Adamson and Leo McCarey
© 1957 Twentieth Century Music Corporation Rights controlled by Leo Feist, Inc.

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