Shepherd Of The Hills
Composer(s): Horatio Nicholls; Edgar Leslie
Performer(s): Jack Hylton
When day is breaking and birds are awaking
I'm blue when the sun starts to beam
Night-time a-stealing is much more appealing
As I lay me down to dream
I see my homeland where love is supreme....
Shepherd of the hills, I hear you calling
Shepherd of the hills, when twilight falls
I seem to picture the black sheep returning
I miss the fold, and my sad heart is yearning
For the daffodils and crimson clover
By the rocks and rills I long to roam
Back to the near ones and dear ones who love me
Shepherd of the hills, I'm coming home
Over the highway as I'm wending my way
I look toward the house in the lane
There with her knitting I see someone sitting
She looks through the window pane
She knows her waiting has not been in vain....
Shepherd of the hills, I hear you calling
Shepherd of the hills, when twilight falls
I seem to picture the black sheep returning
I miss the fold, and my sad heart is yearning
For the daffodils and crimson clover
By the rocks and rills I long to roam
Back to the near ones and dear ones who love me
Shepherd of the hills, I'm coming home
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