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;