Tonight was listening to celtic playlist while plowing through the book. Came to attention during this fine tune as sung by Archie Fisher
Shepherd on the Hill
written by Graeme Miles about 1965
I am a shepherd on the hill
By yonder burn I drink my fill
And come what may and come what will
The loneliness will always find me
I know every rock upon the fell
And every twisted root as well
And when I have a tale to tell
The loneliness will always listen.
Loneliness, oh loneliness,
Never far behind me
Loneliness oh loneliness
Hand in hand, beside me
When comes the spring and all is new
And the first green shoots are growing through
And the lamb is sporting with the ewe
The loneliness comes over smiling
Summer days are long and warm
Around my head the swallows swarm
And I lay to rest among the corn
And the loneliness lies down beside me
Each morning at the break of day
Just as the skies are turning grey
Up yonder ridge I make my way
Where loneliness is waiting for me
And when at night and all is still
As the mist comes creeping down the hill
Upon my cheek I feel a chill
And the loneliness taps me on my shoulder.
In autumn days are drawing dim
And the dying sunshine’s pale and thin
I feel the chill upon my skin
And the loneliness casts long dark shadows
The winter is the worst of all
When the fell is swept by snow and squall
I huddle by a dry stone wall
And the loneliness curls up beside me
And when at last the year has run
and I look back at all I’ve done
I turn and find I have no one
Loneliness my sole companion
I am a shepherd of the hills
By yonder burn I drink my fill
And come what may and come what will
Loneliness will always find me
Loneliness, oh loneliness,
Never far behind me
Loneliness oh loneliness
Hand in hand, beside me
Beautiful.