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...