The hills are alive_____, With the sound of mu - sic____.

With songs they have sung___, For a thousand years_____.

The hills fill my heart____, With the sound of mu - sic____.

My heart wants to sing ev'ry song_____ it hears_____.

My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds

That rise from the lake___ to the trees____.

My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies___,

From a church on a breeze_______.

To laugh like a brook when it trips and falls

Over stones__ on its way____. To sing_ through the night___,

Like a lark who is learning to pray________.

I go to the hills____, When my heart is lonely____.

I know I will hear_____, What I've heard be-fore______.

My heart will be blessed____, With the sound of mu - sic______.

And I'll sing_____, once_____, more________.