My Home Among the Hills-- Theres a land of rolling mountains where the sky is blue above; And though I may roam, I hurry home to the friendly hills I love! Where the moonlit meadows ring with the call of the whippoorwills, always you will find me in my home among the hills. And where the sun draws rainbows in the mist of waterfalls and mountain rills, and the moonlight gently kisses the land, my heart will be always in the Kurn Hattin hills. There Autumn hillsides are bright with scarlet trees and in the spring, the robins sing, while apple blossoms whisper in the breeze. And in the cold of winter, love springs eternal, warming the heart and soul with the promise of warmer times to come; And there is music in the flashing streams and joy in the fields of clover, laughter through the happy valleys of my home among the hills...there in the valley of my Kurn Hattin Home. Original Words by E. W. James, Jr. 1962 Adapted by Jerry Bardwell Class of 1973
Posted on: Sat, 15 Mar 2014 20:31:10 +0000
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