Roamin’ amongst the gloamin’

Is that thunder in the distance or the sound of beating drums
Yet there is a regularity in the rumbles as he is strolling with his chums
They started off early morning with the sun high in the sky but there’s a foggy haziness now as the clouds are rolling by

They are roamin’ amongst the Gloamin’ below the bonny banks of Loch Lomond staying in a caravan seeing the sights of beautiful Scotland
Oh those hills with the purple heathered heathlands are so pretty
Such a delightful contrast to the crowded streets within the city

They trample through the long, green grass with an abundance of space.. as far as the naked eye can see, this is an awesome place
Then they realise what that noise was all about.. Wow a genuine old, kilted highlander.. very proud without a doubt
Banging his wooden beaters to the timing of his tread.. he’s likely covered many a miles on his musical mission coz his cheeks are ruddy red..