Down at the old orchard stand
You can catch the caravan on to Babylon
Stroll through the cherry groves
You can make yourselves at home
'Till your carriages arrive
Yeah, oh, oh
As you walk through the hills
You only think of thrills
In the city thataway
Yeah the bus will pick you up
It will drop you off in the middle of the town
In the middle of town
(Over the hills and through the woods and over the hills and
through the woods and over the hills and through the woods we go)
(Over the hills and through the woods and over the hills and
through the woods and over the hills and through the woods we go)
There were bells on a hill, but I never heard them ringing
There was love all around, but I never heard it singing, singing
Birds were in the sky, but I never saw them winging
There was love all around, but I never heard it singing, singing
Never saw it winging, winging
Never heard it ringing, ringing
Never heard it singing, singing
(Over the hills and through the woods and over the hills and
through the woods and over the hills and through the woods we go)
(Over the hills and through the woods and over the hills and
through the woods and over the hills and through the woods we go)
Oh, so sad
Now you gotta leave it
Oh, so sad
Now you gotta leave it
Now you gotta leave it
Now you gotta leave it
(Someday, someday
So long, so long
Someday, someday)