(Verse 1) In the Pascack Valley, where the wild winds hum, The Lenape walked ‘neath the rising sun. On Chestnut Ridge, where the tall trees grew, Their whispers linger in the morning dew. (Chorus) Oh, Chestnut Ridge, where the old tales cling, Through hills and years, hear the memories sing. From stone-built homes to the suburban spring, You’re the heart of the valley, Chestnut Ridge. (Verse 2) Dutch hands turned the earth, with plows in the sun, Eckerson’s stone house stood when the day was done. Through war’s dark shadow, the ridge held strong, A quiet land where the past belongs. (Chorus) Oh, Chestnut Ridge, where the old tales cling, Through hills and years, hear the memories sing. From stone-built homes to the suburban spring, You’re the heart of the valley, Chestnut Ridge. (Verse 3) The chestnuts fell to blight’s cruel hand, But the ridge still rose on this gentle land. Railroads came, and the roads unfurled, Bringing homes to a changing world. (Chorus) Oh, Chestnut Ridge, where the old tales cling, Through hills and years, hear the memories sing. From stone-built homes to the suburban spring, You’re the heart of the valley, Chestnut Ridge. (Verse 4) Now families laugh where the orchards stood, On winding lanes through the leafy wood. From Lenape paths to the schoolyard’s call, The Ridge holds a place for one and all. (Chorus) Oh, Chestnut Ridge, where the old tales cling, Through hills and years, hear the memories sing. From stone-built homes to the suburban spring, You’re the heart of the valley, Chestnut Ridge. (Bridge) Through seasons and stories, you stand serene, With trails and dreams in your fields of green. From yesteryear’s spark to tomorrow’s gleam, Chestnut Ridge, you’re the valley’s dream. (Final Chorus) Oh, Chestnut Ridge, where the old tales cling, Through hills and years, hear the memories sing. From stone-built homes to the suburban spring, You’re the heart of the valley, Chestnut Ridge. (Outro) Forever home, where the heart takes wing, Forever ours, sweet Chestnut Ridge.
