Zig Zag Hiking Blues by Tim Seston
Set off in the morning not sure that I’m awake
I’d be better off in bed in my cabin by the lake
But my friends say buddy - what’s going on?
One step and then the next and then the path gets mighty steep
I abruptly stop my story and my breath gets slow and deep
So my friends say buddy – what’s going on?
It’s like a gig gag mic-ing, got the zig zag hiking blues
I’m a mule up on the mountain with a fifty pound pack
With supplies to last my life and it’s all up on my back
Yes my friends say buddy – what’s going on?
I stop to drink some water, grab a handful of some food
When it’s time to start again, my muscles just aren’t in the mood
And my friends say buddy – what’s going on?
I’m not a big bag liking - got the zig zag hiking blues
We keep on marching forward beating blindly up the trail
The view from up above is like the hiker’s holy grail
And my friends say buddy – what’s going on
The end is now approaching, just a few more rocks to climb
The sun has started rising, it is like the dawn of time.
You know my friends say buddy – what’s going on?
It is so jiggity, jaggity striking – got the zig zag hiking blues
It’s the hippity hoppity you know I can’t stoppity
21st century Zig Zag Hiking Blues