Gurnsey County
William J. Hall - March, 1988

  1 I can almost see sun on the trees,
  2 Birds that sail across a flawless sky,
  3 Streets that wander through my town on the hill;
  4 Down below mill wheels turning.
 
  5 In my mind's eye I know the way
  6 Springtime played when I was just a boy -
  7 And I don't mind it don't stay the same;
  8 I know that change is part of living.
 
  9 The road goes on - time rolls out forever.
  10 Woven through the fabric of the things I do
  11 Is I always know where I come from:
  12 The rolling hills of Gurnsey County.
 
  13 This is the house my great-great grandfather made
  14 My great-aunt lived half a mile from here
  15 Though most have gone, yet some remain
  16 And in my heart they all are shining.
 
  17 The road goes on - time rolls out forever.
  18 Woven through the fabric of the things I do
  19 Is I always know where I come from:
  20 The rolling hills of Gurnsey County.
 
  21 I can almost see sun on the trees,
  22 Birds that sail across a flawless sky,
  23 Streets that wander through my town on the hill;
  24 The rolling hills of Gurnsey County.
 


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