Pack up your weiners in your old knapsack
And hike, hike, hike
Put in a loaf of mother's good brown bread
And hike, hike, hike
Marshmallows if you like;
What's the use of worrying?
All cares are out of sight, so-
Pack up your weiners in your old knapsack
And hike, hike, hike.

This one is insipid enough to be from a scout manual, and so it is.
Scouts Canada