As picturesque as it may be, it’s not as big as the sea,
Loch Lomond is where I spent my younger years.
Being on the water is what is normal to me.
It’ just a wonderful place to be.
My dad had a boat called the Sea sprite.
And it all lit up in the night.
At the Narrows we would sleep in the cabin.
And around the camp fire we would sing.
We would paddle in the shallow waters.
And see how far stones would skim.
Next day when we woke, we would head over to Luss.
Luss is a beach full of fun.
My dad would start the barbecue, and my Mum would laze in the sun.
We would go for a swim and play with our new friends.
I miss those days on the Bonny banks of Loch Lomond.
I wish they never had to end.