Tommy was a piper's son
Learned to play when he was young
The only tune that he could play
Was over the hills and far away
Tom with his pipe made such a noise
He pleased both the girls and boys
They did dance when he did play
Over the hills and far away
Over the hills and a long way off
The wind shall blow my top knot off
Tom did play with such a skill That
those nearby could not stand still
And all who heard him played could dance Down through England,
Spain and France
They would love him all the day Every hour kiss and play
Then within they promptly sprang
Over the hills and far away
Over the hills and a long way off
The wind shall blow my top knot off
Tom,
Tom the piper's son Stole a pig and a *
The way he'd run, the pig was eaten Tom was beat
And Tom went howling down the street
Over the hills and a long way off
The wind shall blow my top knot off Over the hills and a long way off
The wind shall blow my top knot off