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It Were All Green Hills

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You will never ever know,
No, you will never see
The way the world was, years ago,
And how il looked to me.

It were all green hills when I were a lad,
Lovely, really lovely.
There were open fields and vast meadowlands,
Rambling dales, rugged moors and vales,
And the air was crip and rivers stretched for untold miles;
The trees had room to grow and grow.
It were all green hills when I were a lad,
But, of course, you're much to young to know.

It were all green hills when I was a lad.
Champion, it were champion.
We had cobbled roads and white-coloured trams,
Brass bands played at the town's parade,
And we sat and talked for hours on the village green,
The days unfolded nice and slow.
It were all green hills when I was a lad,
But, of course, you're much too young to know.

Music by John Barry
Lyrics by Don Black
Sung by Lockwood West

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