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My green hills
of splendor
And valleys between,
The likes of the Girvan
I never have seen.
For she wanders freely
With beauty so bold
And with her my memories
From my days of old.
Those green hills of splendor
I surely can see
The magic of Girvan
In search of the sea.
She flows from the Tairlaw
With Ayrshire her space;
She haunts every valley
With grandeur and grace.
My green hills of splendor
Come join with me,
We'll sing her a song
From over the sea.
A song of such gladness
That beckons me there;
To the river of beauty
The Girvan so fair. |
William F. Davidson
was born in Ayr, Scotland in 1939. Raised in
Maybole, he attended Cairn Primary School & Carrick Academy before
emigrating to
Canada in October 1956. He traveled throughout Canada and the United States for
three years before taking up permanent residence in New York in 1959. Mr.
Davidson has also lived and
worked in Australia for two years. He is married with one son. Several
family members continue to live in Maybole. E-mail