They came for him one winter's night.
Arrested, he was bound.
They said there'd been a robbery,
his pistol had been found.
They marched him to the station house, And as they led him to the dock,
he waited for the dawn.
"You stand accused of robbery,"
he knew that he'd been wronged.
He knew without an alibi,
he heard the bailiff say.
tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom.
Over the hills and far away, for ten long years he'll count the days.
Over the mountains and the seas,
a prisoner's life for him there'll be. He knew that it would cost him dear,
but yet he dare not say.
Just where he'd been that fateful night,
a secret it must stay.
He had to fight back tears of rage.
His heart beat like a drum.
he spent his final night of freedom.
For with the wife of his best friend, he swears he will return one day.
Over the hills and far away,
Far from the mountains and the seas,
Over the hills and far away.
back in her arms he swear he'll be. Over the hills and,
over the hills and,
over the hills and far away. Each night within his prison cell,
he looks out through the bars.
He reads the letters that she wrote.
One day he'll know the taste of freedom. Over the hills and far away,
she prays he will return one day.
back in his arms he swears she'll be. As sure as the rivers reach the seas,
Over the hills and far away,
he swears he will return one day.
over the mountains and the seas
back in her arms is where he'll be. Over the hills and far away,
As sure as the rivers reach the sea,
she prays he will return one day.
back in his arms is where she'll be. Over the hills,
over the hills and far away.
Over the hills, over the hills and far away.
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