Song Information | |
Music: Fred Endresen | |
Lyrics: Olaf Øwre |
Between the barracks on the hill
Oh, when we we’re kids playing hide
And seek and tumbling down the stairs
We were free to do what we pleased
And the summer bleached our hair
Between the barracks on the hill
Now they’re gone but I see them still
The ol’ barracks on the hill, I see them still
Yeah, echoes of dreams, I can hear children sing
Their rhymes from way back when
Our village green was such a picturesque scene
Wish I could take you there
Between the barracks on the hill
Now they’re gone but I see them still
The ol’ barracks on the hill, I see them still, whoa
Between the barracks on the hill
Now they’re gone but I see them still
The ol’ barracks on the hill, I see them still
Oh, wide-eyed and bewildered, surely naive
Oh, we started climbing the ladder of the wisdom tree
Wide-eyed and bewildered, yeah
But we started climbing the wisdom tree, whoa
Yes, I can see the barracks on the hill
Between the barracks on the hill
Now they’re gone but I see them still
The ol’ barracks on the hill
Oh, between the barracks on the hill
Now they’re gone but I see them still
The ol’ barracks on the hill, I see them still
Between the barracks on the hill
Now they’re gone but I see them still
The ol’ barracks on the hill
Yes, I see them still, na nanana nana na na
Between the barracks on the hill, I see them still
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