~ Border Trail ~

It's the far northland that's a calling me away
As take I with my packsack to the road
It's the call on me of the forest in the north
As take I with the sunlight for my load

[chorus] By Lake Duncan and Clear Water to the Bearskin I will go
Where you see the loon and hear his plaintive wail
If you're thinking in your inner heart there's swagger in my step
You've never been along the border trail

It's the far northland that's a calling me away
As take I with my packsack to the road
It's the flash of paddle blades a gleaming in the sun
Of canoes a softly skimming by the shore,
It's the scent of pine and bracken coming on the breeze
That calls me to the waterways once more.
[chorus]