Among The Wicklow Hills
I've just recieved a letter from my home in Ireland
The scrible so fimaliar was my mothers feeble hand
A house that rang with music and of laughter now is still
Dear daddy is so lonely now among the Wicklow hills
As I gaze across the mountain I relive that 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
Each night I pray that you'll come back home
Among the Wicklow hills
[Instrumental Turnaround]
Do you remember long ago when in summer you would stroll
Down where the crystal mountain streem the Slaney waters flow
You recall a young companion who talks about you still
And you know who shes waiting to 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
Each night I pray that you'll come back home
Among the Wicklow hills
Each night I pray that you'll come back home
Among the Wicklow hills
Christy Moore Version:
The autumn evening filled with copper shades
I see the birds neck in the frame
A figure walks into the sunset
Someone goes past suspended from the sky.
Chorus:
Takes more imagination
When everything's remote control
For me it's just a case of
What's on the far side of the road
Tell everybody I'm going away for ten years
I'm going to wander among the Wicklow Hills.
The travelling children in their Sunday clothes
Lost on the corner of the street
Fat gypsy lady smacks the window pane
A farm dog gets out on the motorway.
Chorus:
Takes more imagination
When everything's remote control
For me it's just a case of
What's on the far side of the road
Tell everybody I'm going away for ten years
I'm going to wander among the Wicklow Hills...