Over yonder, horses roam the hills
Beside them, elder works the land
The wind flows along the hillsides
I steal Father’s whiskey and run off
I’ll go to where people can’t find me
if only you were here
pour a little whiskey on the ground
For my friend journeying afar
We’ll be together soon don’t fret!
pour a little whiskey on the ground
For my friend journeying afar
Time to say our goodbyes Fare thee well
Over yonder, horses roam the hills
Beside them, elder works the land
The wind flows along the hillsides
I steal Father’s whiskey and run off
I’ll go to where people can’t find me
if only you were here
pour a little whiskey on the ground
For my friend journeying afar
We’ll be together soon don’t fret!
pour a little whiskey on the ground
For my friend journeying afar
Time to say our goodbyes Fare thee well