Lyrics:

Maria
High on a hill was a lonely goatherd
Loud was the voice of the lonely goatherd

Folks in a town that was quite remote heard
Lusty and clear from the goatherd's throat heard

Maria
A prince on the bridge of a castle moat heard

Kurt
Men on a road with a load to tote heard

The children
Men in the midst of a table d'hote heard

Maria
Men drinking beer with the foam afloat hear
One little girl in a pale pink coat heard

Brigitta
She yodeled back to the lonely goatherd

Maria
Soon her Mama with a gleaming gloat heard
What a duet for a girl and goatherd

Brigitta
One little girl in a pale pink coat heard

Brigitta
She yodeled back to the lonely goatherd

Maria
Soon her Mama with a gleaming gloat heard
What a duet for a girl and goatherd

All
Happy are they
Soon the duet will become a trio