I love to go a-wandering

I love to go a-wandering, along the mountain track –
And every step I take I know – my pack will break my back!
Fal de ree, fal de ra, fal de ree, fal de ra-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, 
Fal de ree, Fal de ra, my pack will break my back!

I shake my fist at all I meet, and they curse back at me –
I hope those city slickers break – their ankles on the scree!
Fal de ree, fal de ra, fal de ree, fal de ra-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, 
Fal de ree, Fal de ra, their ankles on the scree!

I love to paddle in the stream, it sparkles bright and sweet –
I hope those tourists down below – can taste my sweaty feet!
Fal de ree, fal de ra, fal de ree, fal de ra-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, 
Fal de ree, Fal de ra, can taste my sweaty feet!

      (Peter yells: “Look out! There’s a bear coming!”)

My bear spray’s buried in my pack, there is no handy tree
So when we run, I’ll trip you up – it’s better you than me!
Fal de ree, fal de ra, fal de ree, fal de ra-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, 
Fal de ree, Fal de ra, it’s better you than me!

My sleeping bag is icy cold, the rocks they pierce right thru –
I hope some kindly Providence – will wish it all on you!
Fal de ree, fal de ra, fal de ree, fal de ra-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, 
Fal de ree, Fal de ra, will wish it all on you!

I cut my finger chopping wood, my hair the fire has singed –
I hope some Ranger captures me – ere I become unhinged!
Fal de ree, fal de ra, fal de ree, fal de ra-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, 
Fal de ree, Fal de ra, 
(with insane laugh) - ere I become unhinged!

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