Bill O'Neal - When we meet again lyrics

Far thee well to all I long have loved, Far thee well to fleeting friends; And adieu to comrades tried and true, I will ne'er return again. And when we meet again, my friend, On foreign fields far-flung; Let us raise a gla** to ages past, Oh when we meet again. From the hills I came-- beyond the main, Far beyond the brambling burn; Ringing in refrain they call again, To those hills once more I turn. And when we meet again, my friend, Beyond the burnie brae; High in heathery hills--'round the rolling rills, Oh when we meet again Long this song was sung for you, my son, Long the children's rhymes have rung; Some soft shepherd song calmly calls me on, So this sojourn song is sung. And when we meet again, my friend, That song will never end; There will be all time, for children's rhymes, Oh when we meet again. And when we meet again, my friend, That song will never end; There will be all time, for children's rhymes, Oh when we meet again. Oh when we meet again.