The hills are alive
With the sound of music
With songs they have sung
For a thousand years
The hills fill my heart
With the sound of music
My heart wants to sing as we sing
It hear
Every song hear
My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds that rise from the lane
To the trees the trees
My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies
From a church on a green
To laugh like a broway trips and falls over the stones
On its way on its way to sing through the night
Like a dark to pray
I go to the hills
When my heart is lonely
I know I will hear
What I've heard before
My heart will be blessed
With the sound of music
And I'll sing once more
