Come By The Hills

Come by the hills to a land where fancy is free
And stand where the peaks meet 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

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 'til this day is done

Come by the hills to the land where legends remain
Where stories of old fill the heart
And may yet come again
Where our past has been lost
And our future has still to be won
And the cares of tomorrow
Can wait 'til this day is done