On good days, I go uphill again;

I walk uphill to get groceries.

At the top of the hill, it goes down,

there is a good place to sit near there.
I walk uphill to get groceries,

half-way, when the ground flattens itself

there is a good place to sit. Near there

I see cows on these pleasant journeys.
Half-way, when the ground flattens itself

I hear birds. I lean on my stick.

I see cows on these pleasant journeys.

There’s the store in a small valley.
I hear birds. I lean on my stick,

though sometimes I have a pot of tea.

There’s the store in a small valley,

I go past the store and then uphill
though, sometimes, I have a pot of tea.

I’d like life to go on for ever.

I go past the store and then uphill.

I walk back uphill and down, home.
I’d like life to go on for ever.

At the top of the hill, it goes down,

I walk back uphill and down, home.

On good days I go uphill again.