Twenty-four hours a day
Eight of them meant for play
Some of them meant for work
And the rest for dreaming
I could use twenty-four
Knocking on nature's door
Laughing and singing
Could anyone ask for more
I'm always high, high, high up in the hills
Watching the clouds roll by
High, high, high up in the hills
Shaking hands with the sky
Come on and be like me, happy and gay
You ought to meet the Sun half o' the way
I'm always high, high, high up in the hills
Watching the clouds roll by
How in the world could anyone miss
Loving where daisies dwell
Where is it safer stealin' a kiss
Daisies will never tell
Violets, roses, neighbours like that
Filling your heart with bliss
Wouldn't you leave your dingy old flat
To live a life like this
I'm always high, high, high up in the hills
Watching the clouds roll by
High, high, high up in the hills
Shaking hands with the sky
Come on and be like me, happy and gay
You ought to meet the Sun half o' the way
I'm always high, high, high up in the hills
Watching the clouds roll by