(to the tune of Winter Wonderland of course)
Cavers sing,
are you listening,
in the cave,
gypsum's glistening,
a beautiful site,
we're caving tonight,
in an underground wonderland.
Gone away is an extinct bird,
fossilized in some brown chert,
we sing a new song,
as we crawl along,
in an underground wonderland.
In the passage we can do a survey,
to find out if it is virgin cave,
setting points can be a little hairy,
so celebrate by doing a little wave.
Later on,
we'll conspire,
as we sing,
by the fire,
to be unafraid,
in the mud where we laid,
in an underground wonderland.
When it goes,
ain't it thrilling,
though your nose,
may be chillin',
we'll explore and play,
in the caver's way,
in an underground wonderland.
In an underground wonderland.
Cavers sing,
are you listening,
in the cave,
gypsum's glistening,
a beautiful site,
we're caving tonight,
in an underground wonderland.
Gone away is an extinct bird,
fossilized in some brown chert,
we sing a new song,
as we crawl along,
in an underground wonderland.
In the passage we can do a survey,
to find out if it is virgin cave,
setting points can be a little hairy,
so celebrate by doing a little wave.
Later on,
we'll conspire,
as we sing,
by the fire,
to be unafraid,
in the mud where we laid,
in an underground wonderland.
When it goes,
ain't it thrilling,
though your nose,
may be chillin',
we'll explore and play,
in the caver's way,
in an underground wonderland.
In an underground wonderland.