Come by the Hills
Sheet Music (and more information about this song)
Come by the hills to the land where fancy is free.
And stand where the peaks meet the sky and the loughs meet the sea,
Where the rivers run 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 to the land where life is a song.
And sing while the 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 to the land where legend remains.
Where stories of old fill the heart and may yet come again,
Where the past has been lost and the future is still to be won,
And the cares of tomorrow can wait till this day is done.
Come by the hills to the land where fancy is free.
And stand where the peaks meet the sky and the loughs meet the sea,
Where the rivers run clear and the bracken is gold in the sun,
And the cares of tomorrow can wait till this day is done.
Comp: Words by W. Gordon Smith (1928-1996), Scotland
Discography: The Corries
Finbar & Eddie Furey
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