Once I had a secret love. That lived within the heart of me. All too soon my secret love. Became impatient to be free So I told a friendly star. The way that dreamers often do. Just how wonderful
It had to be you, it had to be you. I wandered around and finally found the somebody who. Could make me be true, could make me be blue. And even be glad just to be sad thinkin' of you Some others I
Take me back to the black hills. The black hills of Dakota. To the beautiful Indian country. That I love Lost my heart in the black hills. The black hills of Dakota. Where the pines are so high.