My passion is,
In walking boots, and woollen socks
Kagool and walking hat
I love to find myself a hill
and walk away my fat.
To jump across a little stream;
and stand aloft on rocks
to find myself at one with life
and far from bleeting flocks
I cannot help but love to walk,
to make the most of legs
on crags or hills, down country lanes
is cream amongst old dregs.
Find thyself a moments quiet
don the kit and go and try it!