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