There’s more than gold in Far-Away,

There’s more than jewelled gleams.

There’s more than smiles in Far-Away,

And coronals of laughter gay;

There’s crystal tears that bloom alway

Beside forgotten streams.

We’ll gather gold from Far-Away, from Far-Away, from Far-Away,

We’ll gather gold from Far-Away,

We’ll steal the jewelled gleams.

We’ll hunt for smiles from Far-Away;