The Valley Of Strathmore

By the clear and the winding streams In the Valley of Strathmore, Where my love and I have been, Where we'll wander nevermore. CHORUS But if time was a thing Man could buy, All the money that I have in store, I would give for one day by her side, In the Valley of Strathmore. From the glen of the golden and green I left for a land far away Where sadness has never been seen And joy only costs a day's pay. In Strathmore there's a long working day For a man wi' his hands on the ploo But it's work I'd be happy tae dae, If at night I were lyin' wi' you. As I take a long draught from my gla*s Oh I'm drinking alone here again And I try no' to think o' my la*s For the old days will ne'er come again.