Them Great Chevy Sheep


Music and lyrics by Richie Kavanagh

Chorus

Over the hill with my sheepdog.
Over the hills to Wicklow.
Over its hills and it valleys.
The home of that great cheviot ewe.
Jim Norton told me about them. 
His known them since he was a boy.
He’d talk there about them for hours.
They are his pride and his joy.

(Johnny) “I knows a woman from Wicklow.”
(Richie) “Have she sheep Johnny?”
(Richie) “She has horrid good ones lad!”

They’re rared on the highlands of Ireland.
A hardy strong white mountain sheep.
The farmers who live on the mountains.
A few chevy sheep they do keep.

You’ll see them all over Mount Leinster.
Near Borris, Kiltealy, Myshall. 
You’ll see them in Roundwood in Aughrim.
And all over the Glen of a Mall.

Chorus

Over the hill with my sheepdog.
Over the hills to Wicklow.
Over its hills and it valleys.
The home of that great cheviot ewe.
Jim Norton told me about them. 
His known them since he was a boy.
He’d talk there about them for hours.
They are his pride and his joy.

Three years they spend on the mountain. 
From the time that they were a lamb.
Then they’re sold down to the lowlands .
And bred with a big suffolk ram.

The chevy she yanes in the spring time .
A lamb with a grand speckled face.
If your looking hardy strong chevys. 
Blessington surely the place.

Chorus

Over the hill with my sheepdog.
Over the hills to Wicklow.
Over its hills and it valleys.
The home of that great cheviot ewe.
Jim Norton told me about them. 
His known them since he was a boy.
He’d talk there about them for hours.
They are his pride and his joy.

He’d talk there about them for hours.
They are his pride and his joy.