Mt Margaret

Took a long walk On the dry north mountainside To see the big crater To slide down the scree Where no woman or man Had long since been I found my voice Above a cold mountain stream Wa wa wa wa wa Wa wa wa wa wa Whoa Tip of the top What the Tall trees symbolize The wind and bad weather They won't bother me Whether lion or lamb We're in the same blue dream You are the Am that I Am And that's all right with me Wa wa wa wa wa Wa wa wa wa wa Whoa Left at the cougars den on the trail Where the stone markers end Across the long white veil on her crown Our dear Mt Margaret She flows down Steep sides and all Big elk dance on the valley floor Heaven's already there In the clear wild air So it got hot I climbed two miles high Ran out of water But I still got some sleep With the black bear nearby Young cub at her feet Thought I'd better pack out Before it got too dark to see Wa wa wa wa wa Wa wa wa wa wa Whoa