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Its astiff steep pull up the hillside,
Its a rough and raggerd road,
Its a stiff steep track when on your back you bear aheavy load,
And though the fields are green .
Theres somewhere that ive sceen.

Somewhere over the top of the hill,
Theres a new world waiting to be born.
Somewhere over the top of the ridge,
Theres a shining splender of the dorn,
There are golden acres and silver streams,
There are fields of plenty where the sunlight gleams,
For the most gloriest Harvest of all our dreams,

SomewhereOver the hill.