Th[F]e hills are alive with the sound of[E] music,
With [Dm]songs they have sung [Dm7]for a thousand years.[Bb][C7]
The [F]hills fill my heart with the sound of [E]music.
My [Dm]heart wants to sing ev'r[Bb]y song it h[C]ear[C7]s.[F]
My heart wants to beat like [Bb]the wings of the bir[C]ds that rise[Dm][F]
from the [Bb]lake [C]to the[F] trees.
My heart wan[Bb]ts to sigh lik[C]e a chime that fl[Dm]ies[F]
from a church on[G] a bre[G7]eze,[C]
to [Bb]laugh like a brook w[C]hen it trips and fa[Dm]lls[F]
over stones on[Bb] its[C] way,[F]
to s[Dm]ing th[Dm6]rough the n[Am]ight, like a l[Dm]ark who is l[G7]earning to p[C]ray.
[C7]I g[F]o to the hills when my heart is l[E]onely
I k[Dm]now I will hear what I've heard befo[Bb]re.[Bbm]
My h[F]eart will be blessed[Am] with the sound of m[Bb]usic[Gm7]
and I'll s[Am]ing o[C7]nce m[F]ore.
With [Dm]songs they have sung [Dm7]for a thousand years.[Bb][C7]
The [F]hills fill my heart with the sound of [E]music.
My [Dm]heart wants to sing ev'r[Bb]y song it h[C]ear[C7]s.[F]
My heart wants to beat like [Bb]the wings of the bir[C]ds that rise[Dm][F]
from the [Bb]lake [C]to the[F] trees.
My heart wan[Bb]ts to sigh lik[C]e a chime that fl[Dm]ies[F]
from a church on[G] a bre[G7]eze,[C]
to [Bb]laugh like a brook w[C]hen it trips and fa[Dm]lls[F]
over stones on[Bb] its[C] way,[F]
to s[Dm]ing th[Dm6]rough the n[Am]ight, like a l[Dm]ark who is l[G7]earning to p[C]ray.
[C7]I g[F]o to the hills when my heart is l[E]onely
I k[Dm]now I will hear what I've heard befo[Bb]re.[Bbm]
My h[F]eart will be blessed[Am] with the sound of m[Bb]usic[Gm7]
and I'll s[Am]ing o[C7]nce m[F]ore.
