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