Fingal, Fingal, Fingal,
The wildlife management area where I want to be,
Pony trekking or camping,
Or just watching TV,
Fingal, Fingal, Fingal,
It's the park for me.
You're so near to St. Thomas,
So far from Sarnia,
Quite a long way from Calgary,
Lots of miles from Moncton.
Fingal, Fingal, Fingal,
The wildlife management area where I want to be,
Eating breakfast or dinner,
Or snack lunch in the hall,
Fingal, Fingal, Fingal,
Fingal has it all.
You're so sadly neglected,
And often ignored,
A poor second to Algonquin,
When going hiking.
Fingal, Fingal, Fingal
The wildlife management area where I quite want to be,
Your mountains so lofty,
Your treetops so tall,
Fingal, Fingal, Fingal,
Fingal has it all.
With apologies to all you Monty Python fans out there. I just couldn't resist. Placing yet another in-betweener cache in here. And, of course, commandeering the lyrics to their classic song, to honour Fingal.
Enjoy finding this new one.