Come by the hills to the land where fancy is free
Stand where the peaks meet the sky and the rocks reach the sea,
Where the rivers run clear and the bracken lies gold in the sun
And cares of tomorrow must 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 cares of tomorrow must wait till this day is done.
Come by the hills to the land where legend remains
Where stories of old stir the heart and my yet come again,
Where the past has been lost and the future is still to be won,
And cares of tomorrow must wait till this day is done.
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Come by the hills to the land where fancy is free
Stand where the peaks meet the sky and the rocks reach the sea,
Where the rivers run clear and the bracken lies gold in the sun
And cares of tomorrow must 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 cares of tomorrow must wait till this day is done.
Come by the hills to the land where legend remains
Where stories of old stir the heart and my yet come again,
Where the past has been lost and the future is still to be won,
And cares of tomorrow must wait till this day is done.
Stand where the peaks meet the sky and the rocks reach the sea,
Where the rivers run clear and the bracken lies gold in the sun
And cares of tomorrow must 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 cares of tomorrow must wait till this day is done.
Come by the hills to the land where legend remains
Where stories of old stir the heart and my yet come again,
Where the past has been lost and the future is still to be won,
And cares of tomorrow must wait till this day is done.
Writer: W GORDON SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC