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Long long ago in old Wyoming lived a maid |
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Fair as the sweetest flower bloomin' in the shade |
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She loved a Bandit bold who roamed the Prairie o'er |
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And every night she'd listen for his call |
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Then far the west his voice came |
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Ringing ridin' wild horse he came singin' |
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Hee li oli yip ioli ay |
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Hee li oli yip ioli yip ay oli ay |
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He brings a token of his love |
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Swift as the wind he goes for high |
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And the hills he knows she's waiting |
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For his hee li oli yip ioli ay |
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One day he rode away but never to return |
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Danger was waitin' now his love must never yearn |
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Long days and lonely nights she waited all in vain |
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Till winter passed and summer came again |
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Still every night when the moon came shinin' |
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For his song her heart was pinin' |
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Hee li oli yip ioli ay |
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Hee li oli yip ioli yip ay oli ay |
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He brings a token of his love |
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Swift as the wind he goes for high |
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And the hills he knows she's waiting |
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For his hee li oli yip ioli ay |
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One night an angel brought a message from her love |
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Told her he waited in the starry sky above |
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Softly she closed her eyes and bade the angel go |
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And then the whole world echoed to his song |
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For straight down a moonbeam he came ridin' out of the sky |
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On a winged horse glidin' |
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Hee li oli yip ioli ay |
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Hee li oli yip ioli yip ay oli ay |
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He brings a token of his love |
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Swift as the wind he goes for high |
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And the hills he knows she's waiting |
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For his hee li oli yip ioli ay |
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Hee li oli yip ioli ay |
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Hee li oli yip ioli ay |
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Singin' hee li oli yip ioli ay |