| As I looked at the valleys down below
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| They were green just as far as I could see
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| As my memory returned, oh how my heart did yearn
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| For you and the day that used to be
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| High on a mountain oh, wind blowin' free
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| Thinking about the days that used to be
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| High on a mountain oh, standin' all alone
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| Wondering where the years of my life has flown
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| Oh I wonder if you ever think of me
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| Or if time has blotted out your memory
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| As I listen to the breeze, whisper gently through the trees
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| I’ll always cherish what you meant to me |