For those who’ve come, I’m here to share
The Brownie Story with girls who care

For once, a long time ago
When fairies and elves in England did grow
Two little girls as normal as you
Lived with their father and grandmother, too!

Their father, a tailor, worked hard all day
And Granny, very busy, had no time to play
The girls loved to play and dance and sing
They could make a game out of any old thing

Then one day the father, a wise old man
Told of the magic of Brownie Land
He told them of the Brownies who work and dust
And clean for their families without making a fuss

Granny told them to look for a magical place
Where the wise old owl might show them the face
Of a Brownie who was willing to clean and sew
And dance and sing, ‘cause Brownies love that, you know!

Our two found the owl with the answers to share
With all the little girls waiting way out there
Said he “Go to the Magical Brownie Ring,
Join all the Brownies in everything.”

“Deep in the woods when the moon is out
Go to the pond - turn yourself about
You’ll find magic that starts with a rhyme”
And this magic circles the world in time

“Twist me and turn me
And show me the elf
I looked in the water
And saw myslef”

Now all of us know of the magic Brownie woods
Where each little girl helps as she should
Where trees and flowers and the rain and the sun
Are friends of children who join Scouting fun