I've just recieved a letter from my home in Ireland The scrible so familiar in my mothers feeble hand A house that rang with music and with laughter now is still Dear Danny it's so lonely now among the Wicklow hills As I gaze across the mountain I relive a moments joy The same old Wicklow mountain where you ramble as a boy You're photo as a child that pictures by my bedside still And each night I pray that you'll come back home Among the Wicklow hills Do you remember long ago when in summer you would stroll Down by the crystal mountain streams where the Slaney waters flow Do you recall a young girl there who talks about you still And each night she prays that you'll Come back home among the Wicklow hills As I gaze across the mountain I relive a moments joy The same old Wicklow mountain where you ramble as a boy You're photo as a child that pictures by my bedside still And each night I pray that you'll come back home Among the Wicklow hills And each night I pray that you'll come back home Among the Wicklow hills