The Hill of Thieves

For too long time I've been a stranger here To the hills above Glenshane And your rocks and your rain Where the silent souls haunt the Priory walls In the wind they sing "Come away, come away" To the murmuring stream with the town below And the babbling swell of winding Roe And you still might hear the great O'Cahan Clan "Come away", they say "to the Benedy Glen". Where the Hound of the Plain has walked this land And the loneliest mile, with a sword in his hand And his blood runs still, in every stream and glen And his home can be seen from the Hill Of The Thieves For too long time I've been a stranger here To the hills above Glenshane And you rocks and your rain Where the silent souls haunt the Priory walls In the wind they sing "Come away, come away"