Vārdi: Marty Robbins. My Love.

My love is the valley
The breeze as it sighs
My love is the mountains
That reach to the sky

My love is the valley
The rocks and the rills
My love is the prairie
The low rollin' hills, the rollin' hills

The call of the night bird
I love every trill
There's peace and contentment
When everything's still

The wail of the coyote
The flight of the dove
It's all God's creation
And that's what I love
And that's what I love