Come By The Hills
Traditional Gaelic melody
O come by the hills to the land where fancy is free.
And stand where the peaks reach the sky and the lochs meet the sea.
Where the rivers run clear and the bracken is gold in the sun.
And the cares of tomorrow can wait 'til this day is done.
O come by the hills to the land where life is a song.
And the birds fill the air with their joy all the day long.
Where the trees sway in time and even the wind sings in tune.
And the cares of tomorrow can wait 'til this day is done.
And the cares of tomorrow can wait 'til this day is done.