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Peter Hollens

The Sound Of Music Medley

 

The Sound Of Music Medley


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 song it hears

Do, Ti, La, So, Fa, Mi, Re
Do, a deer, a female deer
Re, a drop of golden sun
Mi, a name I call myself
Fa, a long, long way to run

So, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow So
Ti, a drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to Do (Oh, oh, oh)

Do, Ti, La, So, Fa, Mi, Re
Do, a deer, a female deer
Re, a drop of golden sun
Mi, a name I call myself
Fa, a long, long way to run

So, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow So
Ti, a drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to Do

High on a hill was a lonely goatherd
Layee odl, layee odl layee-oo
Loud was the voice of the lonely goatherd
Layee odl, layee odl-oo
Folks in a town that was quite remote heard
Layee odl, layee odl layee-oo
Lusty and clear from the goatherd's throat heard
Layee odl, layee odl-oo

Oho layee odllee-oo
Oho layee odl ay!
Oho layee odllee-oo
Hododlleeoay

Layee odl lay-oo
Layee odl lay-oo
Layee odl lay olay

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things

When the dog bites, when the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad (Babadabadabada)

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