Over the Hills

A pastoral Reverie from 1924.
Words by Virginia K. Logan.
Music by Frederic Knight Logan.


The sheet music:


Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:


Lyrics

O blissful memory
The soft shades of twilight o’er all the hill and vale
The pipes of the shepherd call his flock to the fold
And sadly the voice of the nightingale is calling
While lonely I’m yearning for those days as of old
Again thro’ this wildwood in mem’ry I’m roaming
Far down by the brooklet where sweet violets grew
The faint chime of vespers I hear in the gloaming
Once more as in childhood I roam again with you
In twilight’s soft purple the scene now fades before me
As night draws her veil across the valley and hills
My heart it is longing
For just one hour to be
Back home with the lov’d ones there
Far over the hills