The Hills That I Call Home I was born upon a hillside Where the pines sing in the wind Where my daddy lived before me And my grandpa before him We believe in simple livin' It's the only life we know All we need here is our freedom And a place to call our own In the land of Ethan Allen Where the sugar maples grow Where the wild grass fills the meadows And the rocky rivers flow By the hills that I call home (It is By the, you have to listen carefully) Now I have traveled cross the country And there is much that I have learned Still I felt no peace inside me Till the day that I return? For there two things you can count on In this troubled world we face Every season has an ending Every person has a place
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