The extra mile

Och an extra mile is easy when the sun is riding high,
As we paddle in the burn or sit and laze beside the track;
The fluffy clouds scud prettily across an azure sky,
And with purple dusk descending no-one’s anxious to get back……
Why then, we’ll go an extra mile.

Och an extra mile is easy on an undemanding trail,
With spaced-out contours telling of an easy, gentle climb;
The obligatory distance is complete and yet there’s time
For a detour to the reservoir or down the leafy dale ……
Why then, we’ll go an extra mile.

Och an extra mile is easy when we’re chatting with our friends,
As the path winds round the pastures, through the woods and then descends
Besides the tumbling river, and although it’s getting late, we’ll
Have argument and laughter to beguile us till our meal ……
Why then, we’ll go an extra mile

But when the way is difficult with scary streams and stiles;
And fearful friends need help along the paths above the lochs;
And circumventing cows requires a hand-up over rocks;
And a cheery word is needed to endure the final miles ……
That’s when we’ll go the extra mile!