First step, off the bus Confusion in my mind How will the summer go Anxiously, the time I spent Sitting on the side Until, that first Friday night Becoming, a part of camp I seem to find my place My counselors the love they do show Now that, the summer Slowly comes to an end Gan Yisroel I want you to know The chayus, the davening and learning Waking each morning, raising the flag The connection, the warmth that I felt here How do I leave you dear Gan Yisroel Oy Rebbe my spiritual uplifting A chossids upbringing I can't say farewell Your guidance like light through the darkness Rebbe I can't leave your Gan Yisroel