The night is like a lovely tune
Beware my foolish heart
How white the ever constant moon
Take care my foolish heart
There's a line between love and fasination
That's hard to see on an evening such as this
For they both give the very same sensation
When your lost in the magic of a kiss
Her lips are much too close to mine
Beware my foolish heart
But should our eager lips combine
Then let the fire start
For this time it isn't fasination
Or a dream that will fade and fall apart
It's love, this time it's love
My foolish heart
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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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