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 rocks
reach the sea
where the river
runs clear
and the bracken
is gold
in the sun
and the cares
of tomorrow
must wait
until 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
must wait until this day is done

come by the hills to the land
where legend remains
where stories of old stir 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
must wait until this day is done

--"come by the hills "