Oh, 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 bracken is gold in the sun And the cares of tomorrow can wait till 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 is in tune And the cares of tomorrow can wait till this day is done So, come by the hills to the land where legends remain Where stories of old fill the heart and may yet come again Where the past it is lost, but our future has still to be won And the cares of tomorrow can wait till this day is done Oh, 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 bracken is gold in the sun And the cares of tomorrow can wait till this day is done And the cares of tomorrow they can wait till this day is done