oh Lord, I hear distant bells.
Far away bells
that take me back
to a far away place.
I wanna hear distant bells.
A gentle reminder
of a time long ago.
New England, I recall.
A southern town I knew,
somewhere in Vermont,
nearby the New Hampshire borderline.
Way off in the distance
I hear bells.
Those distant bells
calling for me.
oh Lord, I wanna hear, distant bells.
Bells that remind me of
a quiet time in a quiet place.
that remind me of
a distant time
so long ago.
Can you hear them?
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