3. 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
And the rivers run clear
And the bracken is 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
And 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
And 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 cares of tomorrow must wait
Till this day is done | 
