Near a tree by a river

There′s a hole in the ground

Where an old man of AranGoes around and around

And his mind is a beacon

In the veil of the night

For a strange kind of fashion

There's a wrong and a right

Near a tree by a river

There′s a hole in the ground

Where an old man of Aran

Goes around and around

And his mind is a beacon

In the veil of the night

For a strange kind of fashion

There's a wrong and a right

But he's never gonna fight over you

Near a tree, the hole

And his mind, around and around

Near a tree, and around

And his mind, around and around

Near a tree, there′s a hole

And his mind goes around and around

Near a tree, there′s a hole

And his mind goes around and around

Near a tree by a river

There's a hole in the ground

Where an old man of Aran

Goes around and around

And his mind is a beacon

In the veil of the night

For a strange kind of fashion

There′s a wrong and a right

Near a tree by a river

There's a hole in the ground

Where an old man of Aran

Goes around and around

And his mind is a beacon

In the veil of the night

For a strange kind of fashion

There′s a wrong and a right

Near a tree, there's a hole

And his mind goes around and around

Near a tree, there′s a hole

And his mind goes around and around

But he'll never, never fight over you

Near a tree, a hole

And his mind, around and around

Near a tree, and around

And his mind, around and around

Near a tree, there's a hole

And his mind goes around and around

Near a tree, there′s a hole

And his mind goes around and around

Near a tree, there′s a hole

And his mind goes around and around

Near a tree, there's a hole

And his mind goes around and around

But he′ll never, never fight over you