They came for him one winter's night, Arrested he was bound. They said there'd been a robbery, His pistol had been found. They marched him to the station house, He waited till the dawn. And as they led him to the dock, He knew that he'd been wronged. He stand accused of robbery, He heard the bailiff say. He knew without an alibi, Tomorrow's life would mourn his freedom. Over the hills and far away, For daily long years he'd count the days. Over the mountains and the sea, A prisoner's life for him there'll be. He knew that it would cost him dear, But yet he dare not say. Just where he'd be on that fateful night, A secret it must stay. He had to fight back tears of rage, His heart beat like a drum. But with the life of his best friend, He'd spend his final night of freedom. Over the hills and far away, He swears he will return one day. Far from the mountains and the seas, Back in her arms again he'll be. Over the hills and far away. Over the hills and far away. Over the hills and far away. Over the hills and far away. Over the hills and far away. Each night within his prison cell, He looks out through the barn. He reads the letters that she wrote, One day he'll know the taste of freedom. Over the hills and far away, She prays he will return one day. As sure as the rivers reach the seas, Back in his arms again she'll be. Over the hills and far away, He swears he will return one day. As sure as the rivers reach the seas, Back in his arms is where she'll be. Over the hills and far away, She prays he will return one day. As sure as the rivers reach the seas, Back in her arms is where he'll be. Over the hills and far away. Over the hills and far away. Over the hills and far away.