AMONG THE WICKLOW HILLS as sung by Declan Nerney

I just received a letter from my home in Ireland

The scribble, so familiar, was my mother's feeble hand
‘Our house that rang with music and of laughter now is still
Dear Danny, it's so lonely now among the Wicklow hills’

'As I gaze across the mountains I relive that moment's joy

Those same old Wicklow mountains where you rambled as a boy
You're photo as a child, that picture's by your bedroom sill (my bedside still)
And 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 fountain meets the Slaney waters roll
D'you recall a young companion who talks about you still
And you-know-who, she's waiting too among the Wicklow hills'

'As I gaze across the mountain I relive a moment's joy

Those same old Wicklow mountain where you rambled as a boy
You're photo as a child, that picture's by your bedroom sill (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'.