[Words and Music by Winfield Scott]
Tweedle dee dee, Tweedle dee dee
Tweedle dee dee, Tweedle dee dee
Tweedle, tweedle, tweedle dee
I'm as happy as can be
Jimminy cricket, jimminy jack
You make my heart go clickety-clack
Tweedle, tweedle, tweedle dee
Tweedle, tweedle, tweedle dot
How you gonna keep that honey you got
Hunkies, hunkies fish that bite
I'm gonna see my honey tonight
Tweedle, tweedle, tweedle dot
Tweedle dum, tweedle dum
Give it up give it up
Give your love to me
Tweedle dot, tweedle dot
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gimme all the love you got
Tweedle, tweedle, tweedle dum
I'm a lucky so-and-so
Hubba, hubba honey do
I'm gonna keep my eyes on you
Tweedle, tweedle, tweedle dum
Tweedle dum, tweedle dum
Give that kiss to me before you go
Tweedle dum, tweedle dum
Lookie, lookie, lookie
Look at that sugar plum
Tweedle, tweedle, tweedle dum
You're as sweet as bubble gum
Mercy, mercy, pudding pie
You got something that money can't buy
Tweedle, tweedle, tweedle dum
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They say don't go on Wolverton Mountain,
if you're looking for a wife.
'Cause Clifton Clowers has a pretty
young daughter,
he's mighty handy with a gun and a knife.
Her tender lips are sweeter than honey
And Wolverton Mountain protects her there.
The bears and birds tell Clifton Clowers
If a stranger should wander there.
All of my dreams are on Wolverton Mountain.
I want his daughter for my wife.
I'll take my chances and climb that mountain
Though Clilfton Clowers, he may take my life
Her tender lips ....
I'm going up on Wolverton Mountain,
It's too lonely downhere below.
It's just not right to hide his dayghter
From the one who loves her so.
Her tender lips ...
But I don't care about Clifton Clowers,
I'm gonna climb up on his mountain,
I'm gonna take the girl I love.
I don't care about Clifton Clowers,
I'm gonna climb up on his mountain,
I'm gonna take the girl I love.
(repeat to fade)
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