The hills are alive,With the sound ofmusic…
Highon a hill was a lonely goatherdLayeeodllayeeodllayheehooLoud was the voice of the lonely goatherdLayeeodllayeeodl-ooFolks in a town that was quite remote heardLayeeodllayeeodllayheehooLusty and clear from the goatherd's throat heardLayeeodllayeeodl-ooOholay deeodllee o, oholay deeodlayOholay deeodllee o, lay deeodllee olay
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittensBright copper kettles and warm woollen mittensBrown paper packages tied up with stringsThese are a few of my f-a-vouritethingsCream coloured ponies and crisp apple strudelsDoorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodlesWild geese that fly with the moon on their wingsThese are a few of my f-a-vouritethings.
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashesSnowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashesSilver white winters that melt into springsThese are a few of my f-a-vouritethingsWhen the dog bites, when the bee stingsWhen I'm feeling sadI simply remember my f-a-vouritethingsAnd then I don't feel so bad
The hills are alive with the sound of music.With songs they have sung for a thousand years.The hills fill my heart with the sound of music.My heart wants to sing every s-o-n-g it hears.My heart wants beat like the wings of the birdsthat rise from the l-a-k-e to the trees.My heart wants to sigh like a chimethat flies from thech-u-r-chon a breeze.To laugh like a brook when it trips and fallsoverst-o-n-eson its way.To s-i-n-g through the nightlike a lark who is learning to pray.
I go to the hills when my heart is lonelyI know I will hear what I've heard beforeMy heart will be blessedwith the sound of musicAnd I'll sing once more
(Solo)Let’s start at the very beginningAvery good place to startWhenyou read you beginwith… (All)abcWhenyou sing you begin with do re mi(All) doremido re miThefirst three notes just happen tobe do re mido remido re mifaso latedo
Do-a deer, a female deerRe-a drop of golden sunMi-a name Icall myselfFa-along,long way to runSo-a needle pulling threadLa-a note to follow soTe-a drink with jam and breadthat will bring us back to do ohohoh
(bobbing)Do-a deer, a female deerRe-a drop of golden sunMi-a nameIcall myselfFa-a longlongway torunSo-a needle pulling threadLa-a note to follow soTe-a drink with jam and breadthat will bring us backto
Do - -a deer, a female deerRe - -a drop of golden sunMi- -a nameIcall myselfFa - -a longlongway torunSo - -a needle pullingthread (ahh?)La - -a note to followso (ahh?)Te- -a drink with jam andbread (ahh?)that will bring us back todoDo re mifaso latedo
There's a sad sort of clanging from the clock in the hallAnd the bells in the steeple tooAnd up in the nursery an absurd little birdIs popping out to say "cuckoo“(Year 3) Cuckoo,Cuckoo(Solo)Regretfullythey tell usBut firmly they compel usTo saygoodbye…to you
(All)So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good night(Year 5)I hate to go and leave this pretty sight(All)So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, adieu(Boys ??)Adieu, adieu, toyieuandyieuandyieu
(All)So long, farewell, au revoir, aufwiedersehen(Year 6)I'd like to stay and taste my first champagne(All)So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye(Older boy)I leave and heave a sigh and say goodbye -- Goodbye!
(Year 4)I'm glad to go, I cannot tell alie(Year 3)I flit, I float, I fleetly flee, Ifly(Malaika)The sun has gone to bed and so mustISo long, farewell, aufWiedersehen GoodbyeGoodbyeGoodbyeAll goodbye