Max Wareham - Hard Times Are Far Behind

Many years ago, I left my old home
And set off to ramble 'round
I'll return on some golden morn'
When I hear that joyful sound

Where the river flows, in the laurel groves
It's there that I'll ease my mind
Lay my shackles down and take a look around
Hard times are far behind

Our love, it bloomed in the month of June
And you promised your heart so true
But when the leaves fell from the trees
Another's love had taken you

Where the river flows, in the laurel groves
It's there that I'll ease my mind
Lay my shackles down and take a look around
Hard times are far behind

Oh, my dear, what is there to fear?
Let's leave these blues behind
I'm longing for you, and your love so true
And kisses sweeter than wine

Where the river flows, in the laurel groves
It's there that I'll ease my mind
Lay my shackles down and take a look around
Hard times are far behind