(Marty Robbins)

How green are the valleys how tall are the trees
How cool are the rivers how soft is the breeze
If it's just like my dreams then I must go and see
For the Red Hills of Utah are calling me.

So long I have waited since I was a child
Merely the thought keeps my heart running wild
I've waited so long now it's hard to believe
The Red Hills of Utah at last I will see.

How pretty are flowers that bloom in the spring
How sweet are the songs the mockingbirds sing
If it's just like my dreams then I must go and see
For the Red Hills of Utah are calling me...