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There once was an Indian brave by the name of Yellow Hand |
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He fell in love with a maiden know as White Sands |
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They vowed their love would last forever more |
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Then came the day that they had waited for. |
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Yellow Hand brought her a golden feather |
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White Sands said a prayer for good weather |
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The ceremonial dance grew loud and strong |
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Then Yellow Hand began their wedding song. |
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Oooooh Oooooh Oooh Ooooh |
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Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh |
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Tonight, tonight, We will be one |
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We'll walk in the land of the midnight sun |
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Oh White Sands, come hold my lonely hand. |
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Then they left the warmth of the raging fire |
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And rode into the hills climbing higher |
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And suddenly the snow came swirling down |
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They were lost the trail could not be found. |
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Oooooh Oooooh Oooh Ooooh |
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Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh |
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Tonight, tonight We will be one |
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We'll walk in the land of the midnight sun |
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Oh White Sands, Come hold my lonely hand. |
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They never returned from Paradise |
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They went to their places in the sky |
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And the old ones still say when the snowflakes fly |
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If you'll listen close you'll hear him cry: |
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Oooooh Oooooh Oooh Ooooh |
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Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh |
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Tonight, tonight We will be one |
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We'll walk in the land of the midnight sun |
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Oh White Sands, Come hold my lonely hand. |
