With songs they have sung,
For a thousand years.
The hills fill my heart,
With the sound of herod.
My heart wants to sing every song it hears.
My heart wants to beat like the wings
Of the birds that rise from national park lands...
With songs they have sung,
For a thousand years.
The hills fill my heart,
With the sound of herod.
My heart wants to sing every song it hears.
My heart wants to beat like the wings
Of the birds that rise from national park lands...
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