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