Concert version performed by the A Capella Choir 1975
Where the mountain peaks meet the starry sky,
Where the green hills meet the blue,
Stands a place close by with its standards high,
It's our school, our own Sky View.
There's the blue and white and a golden hue
We will long remember, too.
It's a place close by, with its standards high,
It's our school, our own Sky View.
We will always say as we go our way,
And of this it can be told,
The friendships dear we have made while here
Are a treasure more than gold.
Where the mountain peaks meet the starry sky,
Where the green hills meet the blue,
Stands a place close by with its standards high,
It's our school, our own Sky View.
While I was serving my mission in Argentina, Dean Samuels also served there. Our paths overlapped for a few days in the same ward, Barrio Uno Liniers. Dean is a terrific pianist, with the ability to play by ear and add his own accompaniment to a melody.
While in the church one day, I heard our school song playing. Dean was in the primary room, on the piano there, playing this song. It was one of times I felt nostalgic for home, and enjoyed his song very much.
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