Maple on the Hill
Lyrics
In a quiet country village stood a Maple On The Hill Where I sat with my Geneva long ago As the stars were shining brightly we could hear the whippoorwill As we sat beneath that Maple On The Hill Fiddle Solo We would sing love songs together while the bird
Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): BOB MILLER, GUSSIE DAVIS
Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): BOB MILLER, GUSSIE DAVIS