School House On The Hill - The Carter Family

Fond memory paints its scenes of other years

Bring me their memory still

And bright amid those joyous scenes of years

The schoolhouse on the hill

Oh, the schoolhouse that stands upon the hill

I never, never can forget

Dear happy days are gathered 'round me still

I never, no never can forget

There hangs the swing upon the maple tree

Where you and I once swung

There flows the spring, forever flowing free

As when we both were young

There climbs the vines and there the berries grow

Which once would rise so high

And there the ripe nuts glistened in the grove

Of rich October skies