Come by the Hills

Come by the hills to the 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
 Ah, the cares of to-morrow can wait 'til this day is done
 Oh, 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
 Ah, the cares of to-morrow can wait 'til this day is done
 Come by the hills to the land where legend re-mains
 Where stories of old fill the heart and may yet come a-gain
 Where our past has been lost and the future has still to be won
 Ah, the cares of to-morrow can wait 'til this day is done