| Purbeck Hills to the Malvern Dreams
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| The Southern Downs to the Dorset Streams
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| Girls of Blackdown and the Pennine boys
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| Who holds the secrets to our future joys
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| Lives drain into the hills like rain
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| Soak your misery and your pain
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| No secrets, they see everything
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| Everything we try and hide
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| We look to the hills for hope
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| Beyond them lies tomorrow
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| Rivers run fast and clear
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| Wash away your sorrow
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| Come close now, bury your head
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| I’ll turn my back against the vicious wind
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| Hang on angel, hang on in
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| We’ll make it through till the morning
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| Lives drain into the hills like rain
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| Soak your misery and your pain
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| No secrets, they see everything
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| Everything we try and hide
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| We look to the hills for hope
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| Beyond them lies tomorrow
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| Rivers run fast and clear
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| Wash away your sorrow
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| Your sorrow
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| Your sorrow
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| We look to the hills for hope
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| Beyond them lies tomorrow
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| Rivers run fast and clear
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| Wash away your sorrow
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| Your sorrow
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| Your sorrow
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| Your sorrow |