Words W. Gordon Smith / Trad / tune: Buachaill ón Eirne
Come by the hills tae the land where fancy is free
Stand where the peaks meet the sky and the lochs meet the sea
Where the rivers flow clear and the bracken is gold in the sun
And the cares of tomorrow can wait till this day is done
Come by the hills tae the land where life is a song
And listen while birds fill the air with their joy all day long
Where the trees sway in time and even the wind sings in tune
And the cares of tomorrow can wait till this day is done
Come by the hills tae the land where legends remain
Where stories of old fill the heart and may yet come again
Where the past it is lost but the future is yet tae be won
And the cares of tomorrow must wait till this day is done
Repeat 1
As sung by Gaberlunzie and by Luke Kelly