The Hiking Song
Oh' the wanderlust
is on me
And tonight I strike the trail
And the morning sun will find me
In the lovely Lomond Vale
Then
I’ll hike it through Glen Falloch
Where the
mountain breezes blow
And we'll dmm up in the evening
In the valley of Glencoe
Then swing along
to a hiking song
On the highway winding west
Tramping highland glens and bracken bens
To greet the Isles we love the best
Islay, Jura, Scarba, Lunga
And the islands
o' the sea,
Luing, Mull, C olonsay, staffa,
Coll, Iona and Tiree,
Sgurr of Eigg and Rhum and Canna
And the Minch waves rolling high
And the
heather tinted Cuillins
Of the lovely Isle of Skye
Chorus
Then I'll bivouac and slumber
Till the dawn gives place to day
And Itll wander by the river
That inspired old Ossian's Lay
Then Itll do some mountaineering
On.the
Bidean's snowy crest
Just to view the Hills o'
Derry
And the islands o' the west
Chorus
When the wanderlust has left me
And I grow too old to roam
Still the memory
will linger
Of my lovely highland home,
Silvery streams and mmbling rivers,
Verdant vales and glorious glens
And the pride ofCaledonia,
Heather hills
and bracken bens.
Chorus
