Fifty years ago......................

Julie Andrews..............................................The Hills Are Live



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 
Every 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 before 
My heart will be blessed, 
With the sound of music 
And I'll sing once more.