Beyond the hill, there lies some land
Some fresh green land on which our home will stand

And when we walk
Beyond the hill
All that we'll ask
Is that our home stays still and strong

So we'll have time to see each summer come and go
And time to dream and watch our children grow
And grow

No man will find his peace until
He builds a home
That lies somewhere beyond the hill

No man will find his peace until
He builds a home
That lies somewhere beyond the hill