The Sweetsers - Camping Is Hard

When the night is cold
And the ground is hard
And you sleep, but wake up tired
Hear the Son singing out
As the birds join in tune
Home is calling to you

Oh
Pull up the tent pegs
Fold up the tarp
Roll up the canvas
Like a work of art
Pack up your bags
And get in the car
Home is a'callin
And it's not that far

It may be nice at first
In the great outdoors
Until a sudden rain downpours
And when it all seeps in
Falling right on your hip
All night, with a drip, drip, drip

We're singin
Pull up the tent pegs
Fold up the tarp
Roll up the canvas
Like a work of art
Pack up your bags
And get in the car
Home is a'callin
And it's not that far

Oh our brother Paul
Said if this tent comes down
When they lay us in the ground
We have a house in heaven
A new body, whole and free
That our Lord has guaranteed

So
Pull up the tent pegs
Fold up the tarp
Roll up the canvas
Like a work of art
Pack up your bags
And get in the car
Home is a'callin
And it's not that far

Friends are you weary
Yes we are
Why are you weary
Cause camping is hard
What is the promise
When this tent falls down
That we will rise again
When the trumpet sounds

So
Pull up the tent pegs
Fold up the tarp
Roll up the canvas
Like a work of art
Pack up your bags
And get in the car
Home is a'callin
And it's not that far

Written by:
Daniel Sweetser

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