Performed by Daniel O'Donnell
Blue hills of Breffni shining in the sun Scenes that I knew so long ago When in my boyhood barefoot I would run Through the fields and the woodlands I would go Down by the river there's an old swinging pole Where we laughed and played the summer days away And home in the evening with the sun sinking low In the blue hills of Breffni far away Far away, far away Blue hills of Breffni far away Old memories burning Soon I'll be returning To my blue hills of Breffni far away Old thatched cottage standing by the stream Winter nights of story and of song And the sound of fiddle my father used to play And the music echoed as we sang along | Neighbors would gather around the old turf fire And they talked about the heroes of the day Life was all for living in the days when we were young In the blue hills of Breffni far away I had a sweetheart, she was young and fair And she cared not that I had no wealth or fame We'd go walking hand in hand along the leafy lane To the old oak tree where once I carved her name There we made our promises that we would never part And our love would last forever and a day But I went a-roving and left my love behind In the blue hills of Breffni far away Far away, far away Blue hills of Breffni far away Old memories burning Soon I'll be returning To my blue hills of Breffni far away. |
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