Testo So Long Ago

I recall the mountains back home The stony hills where I used to roam Just drifting along so easy and slow Oh, but that was long ago I recall the days of my youth The days before I started seeking the truth My absent thoughts so sweetly did flow Oh, but that was long ago I recall the old steeple bell And that old priest who cursed me to hell That little white church in the valley so low Oh, but that was long ago