The Hill of Thieves

For too long now 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 the 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 now I've been a stranger here

To the hills above Glenshane

And your rocks and your rain

And the silent soul haunts the Priory walls

In the wind they sing "Come away, come away"