The Far Side Of The Hill

I was born for roaming

And guess I always will

I wonder if it's greener

On the far side of that hill

Hey Dan, look down yonder

There's earth and green and sky

I bet we could get on down there

In the battin' of an eye

And further west there's ocean

A miner told me so,

And the sun it shines so brightly

It scares off winter snow

But Dan, sometimes I'm tired

Sometimes I'm lonesome too

Sometimes I see a farmer

Walking slow when day is through

And I know he's got a woman

waiting supper everyday

And I curse this wanderin' fever

That stole my love away

Guess I was born for roaming

And roam I always will

Oh I wonder if it's greener

On the far side of the hill

I wonder if it's greener

On the far side of that hill