Bill Fay
Bill Fay
Bill Fay
Bill Fay
Bill Fay
Bill Fay
Bill Fay
Bill Fay
Bill Fay
Bill Fay
Bill Fay
Bill Fay
Bill Fay
I will remain here
Among the hills of my youth
I shall stay here
And search for the hidden truth
Among the hawthorn
And the flowers that unfurl...
No, I'll not be travelin'
To the other side of the world
I watch all the boats sailing out to sea
I say, "What have I got to do with thee?"
I will remain here
And search for the hidden truth
In the bird's nest
And all kinds of seas
Blown by the wind, here
From all manner of countries