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Old Virginia's Hills.
I have travelled o'er the mountain,
I have walked upon the plain,
I have heard the silvery fountain
Twinkle out its sweet refrain.
And though earth's full of grandeur rare,
Which joy and peace instills—
To me no beauty can compare
With old Virginia's hills.
I have walked upon the plain,
I have heard the silvery fountain
Twinkle out its sweet refrain.
And though earth's full of grandeur rare,
Which joy and peace instills—
To me no beauty can compare
With old Virginia's hills.
There days are like a dream of peace,
Where nature is in tune;
There evening brings a sweet release
Beneath the Southern moon.
The soft winds whisper to the trees,
There's music in the rills;
There I could fall upon my knees—
On old Virginia's hills.
Where nature is in tune;
There evening brings a sweet release
Beneath the Southern moon.
The soft winds whisper to the trees,
There's music in the rills;
There I could fall upon my knees—
On old Virginia's hills.
The air is like a sacred balm
From mountains to the sea,
Oh, let me live 'mid beauties calm
That are so dear to me!
And when at last I come to part
From life and all its ills,
Oh, may I sleep with peaceful heart
Beneath Virginia's hills.
From mountains to the sea,
Oh, let me live 'mid beauties calm
That are so dear to me!
And when at last I come to part
From life and all its ills,
Oh, may I sleep with peaceful heart
Beneath Virginia's hills.
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