Paroles de School House On The Hill

Fond memory paints us scenes of other years We need our memories still And Christ amid those joyous seats and chairs The school house on the hill Oh the school house that stands upon the hill I never never can forget Dear happy days they gather round me still I never no never can forget There hangs a swing up on the maple tree Where you and I once swung There flows the spring forever flowing free As when we both were young There climbs the vines and there the berries grow Which once we prized so high And there the ripe sun glistened in the grove Of rich October skies