Down at the old orchard stand You can catch the caravan on to Babylon Stroll through the cherry groves You can make yourselves at home 'Till your carriages arrive Yeah, oh, oh As you walk through the hills You only think of thrills In the city thataway Yeah the bus will pick you up It will drop you off in the middle of the town In the middle of town (Over the hills and through the woods and over the hills and Through the woods and over the hills and through the woods we go) Town (Over the hills and through the woods and over the hills and Through the woods and over the hills and through the woods we go) There were bells on a hill, but I never heard them ringing There was love all around, but I never heard it singing, singing Birds were in the sky, but I never saw them winging There was love all around, but I never heard it singing, singing Never saw it winging, winging Never heard it ringing, ringing Never heard it singing, singing Town (Over the hills and through the woods and over the hills and Through the woods and over the hills and through the woods we go) Town (Over the hills and through the woods and over the hills and Through the woods and over the hills and through the woods we go) Oh, so sad Now you gotta leave it Oh, so sad Now you gotta leave it Now you gotta leave it Now you gotta leave it Oh (Someday, someday So long, so long Someday, someday)