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 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 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.