How green are the valleys how tall are the trees How cool are the rivers how soft is the breeze If it's just like my dreams then I must go and see For the Red Hills of Utah are calling me So long I have waited since I was a child Merely the thought keeps my heart running wild I've waited so long now it's hard to believe The Red Hills of Utah at last I will see How pretty are flowers that bloom in the spring How sweet are the songs the mockingbirds sing
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