| Hello misty mountains, blue in the light of dawn
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| Hello rolling' river, rambling' right along
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| Hello fresh air, filling' up my lungs so I can say
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| Hello world, thanks for another day
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| Well the sun ain’t shown its face yet
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| But he’s coloring the clouds
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| Painting me a picture that must make the Maker proud
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| And the mourning dove is singing
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| A song in the morning stars
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| And it’s a peaceful feeling being happy where you are
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| Happy right there where you are
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| Hello misty mountains, blue in the light of dawn
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| Hello rolling' river, rambling' right along
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| Hello fresh air, filling' up my lungs so I can say
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| Hello world, thanks for another day
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| There’s a fat squirrel on the porch rail
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| Looking mighty proud of his tail
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| And a sign saying «Home Sweet Captain»
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| Just hanging on a rusty nail
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| As a couple of quiet white tails turn and look my way
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| Flick their rears and then they disappear into the gray
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| If they could, wonder if they’d say
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| Hello misty mountains, blue in the light of dawn
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| Hello rolling' river, rambling' right along |
| Hello fresh air, filling' up my lungs so I can say
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| Hello World, thanks for another day
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| Hello misty mountains, blue in the light of dawn
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| Hello rolling' river, rambling' right along
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| And Hello fresh air, filling' up my lungs so I can say
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| Hello World, thanks for another day
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| Awh, Hello World, thanks for another day |