THE ALPS SONG

to the tune of "My Favorite Things" (The Sound of Music)

lyrics by Alps Field Trip Crew, 1989

Riss over Mindel,

Flysch and molasses,

Till over outwash,

Ice with crevasses.

Wondering what all these nappes really mean.

Isn't this alpine geology keen?

Toblerone chocolate,

Crisp apple strudel,

White wine with cheese,

Rahmschnitzel with noodle.

Kaiser rolls bathed in our favorite jam,

Boy, will we miss all that thin, breaded ham!

Chorus:

Cheese and lunchmeat,

Melting chocolate,

When I'm eating spam,

I simply remember Herr Neumann's diet,

And then I don't feel so bad!

Hiked by the Matterhorn,

Trekked on moraines,

Stayed in a hutte

Of Swiss Alpine fame.

Dirk showed us shotter, debris flows, and till,

Chris showed us drumlins, cowbells, and landfills.

Numerous faux pas,

With which we were stricken.

Todd at the opera,

The purse he was kickin.

Steve gasping air as he tried not to laugh.

Andrea skinned as she fell down the path.

Chorus:

Bill for Kodak,

Peter's heartbeat,

Driving the yellow van,

I simply remember Kent grinding the gears,

And then I don't feel so bad!