1. There's a valley nestles neatly 'neath the shadow of the hills, Which to my heart is dear Its beauty and its splendour with a joy my bosom thrills, Tho' I be far or near
Chorus It is the valley, the lovely valley where the Leven flows- In sun or shower 'tis beauty's bower when the heather blows, With joy my heart is always dancing, no other part is so entrancing As in the valley, the lovely valley where the Leven flows.
2. If you ask a lonely exile who has left it for a while, and gone across the foam To name the spot he loves the best he'll answer with a smile, "It is my home, sweet Home".