So Long Ago

I recall the mountains of home

The stony hills where I used to roam

Just drifting along, so easy and slow

Oh, but that was long ago

Oh, so long ago

I recall the days of my youth

The days before I started seeking the truth

My absent thoughts so sweetly did flow

Oh, but that was long ago

Oh, so long ago

Oh, so long ago

I recall the old steeple bell

That old priest who cursed me to hell

That little white church in the valley so low

Oh, but that was long ago

Oh, so long ago

Oh, so long ago

Oh, so long ago