Hills Of Ardmorn

Oh that I could hear the birds again

In the fields of Ardmorn

Where the sun lies over Scullom(?) voe

And the mist silent all around.

Oh that I ccould see the bracken red

In the hills of Ardorn

And the moss-green in between

And the rain falling softly down.

Oh that I could scent the breeze again

In the fields newly turned And the gulls circling all

around.