These Hills

Iris DeMent

Far away I've traveled

To stand once more alone

And hear my memories echo

Yhrough these hills that I call home



As a child I roamed this valley

I watched the seasons come and go

I spent many hours dreaming

On these hills that I call home



The wind is rushing through the valley

And I don't feel so all alone

When I see the dandelions blowing

Across the hills that I call home



Like the flowers I am fading

Into my setting sun

Brother and sister passed before me

Mama and Daddy they've long since gone



The wind is rushing through the valley

And I don't feel so all alone

When I see the dandelions blowing

Across the hills that I call home

These are the hills that I call home