Come By The Hills (Buachaill On Eirne) - Celtic Thunder, Damian McGinty

(Oh, come by the hills to the land where fancy is free

Stand where the peaks meet the sky and the loughs meet the sea

Where rivers run clear, bracken is gold in the sun;

Ah, the cares of tomorrow can wait till this day is done

Oh, come by the hills to the land where life is a song

Stand where the birds fill the air with their joy all day long

Where the trees sway in time, even the wind sings in tune;

Ah, the cares of tomorrow can wait till this day is done

Oh, come by the hills to the land where legend remains

The stories of old fill the heart and may yet come again

Where the past has been lost, the future is still to be won;

Ah, the cares of tomorrow can wait till this day is done

Oh, come by the hills to the land where fancy is free

Stand where the peaks meet the sky and the loughs meet the sea

Where rivers run clear, bracken is gold in the sun;

Ah, the cares of tomorrow can wait till this day is done