Down in yon forest there's stands a hall. The bells of paradise I heard them ring. It's covered all over with purple and pall. And I love my Lord Jesus above anything. . In that hall there
Pennies from heaven. Don't make me laugh. Here all you'll get. Is the pattering rain. Or yon two crows up over the hill. Looking for winterkill. Always at your boots. The mud behind the byre
(Hither, thither, and yon). . Oh, hither and thither and yon. Around the world I've gone. Searching for true love. As so many do. Hither and thither and yon. . From Cairo to far off Calay. I
