In Love With Nature

Rants and rantery
Rock upon a feathery

Hiking (ooh), through a columbine field (ooh)
Clouds part and the peak is revealed (ooh)
As I climb over talus with feet that are calloused and raw (ooh)
I remember the family of moose and the blue spruce I saw (ooh)

Hey la-la, hey la-la
Hey, I'm in love with the mountains
Hey la-la, hey la-la
Hey, I'm in love with the mountains

Watching (ooh), the beavers at work (ooh)
Toad salamanders and turtles swim around in the murk (ooh)
Oh, the cattails and freshwater snails snuggle deep in the soil (ooh)
They can purify water polluted with toxins and oils (ooh)

Hey la-la, hey la-la
Hey, I'm in love with the wetlands
Hey la-la, hey la-la
Hey, I'm in love with the wetlands

Some folks may say that insanity is hit
When they catch me hugging rocks in the streams
But this love that I feel for nature is real
And exploring in nature means living your dreams
(At least it does to me, and me, and me, and me, and me)

Sandstone (ooh), that's been carved into canyons (ooh)
Jackrabbits, lizards, and cacti, my hiking companions (ooh)
Oh, the cottonwood trees give us foods where the water is hiding (ooh)
And the shrew licks the dew from the rocks as the goshawks are gliding (ooh)
Desert skies lack the moisture that tears in my eyes are providing (ooh)

Hey la-la, hey la-la
Hey, I'm in love with the desert
Hey la-la, hey la-la
Hey, I'm in love with the desert

Over and over and over again in the mountains
The wetlands, the deserts
Over and over I roll in the clover, a wild raving rover
I've just got to go there 'cause I am in love with nature