[Words and Music by Ray Stanley, 1956]
I'm in love with a dolly named 'Glendora'
She works in the window of a big department stor-a!
Eyes of blue, hair like gold,
Never been young, but she'll never get old . . .
Oh Glendora . . . I wanna see more of you!
O' Glendora . . . O' Glendora . . .
O' Glendora . . . I wanna see more of you!
She's so shy that I don't know how I found her,
With three big body guards always workin' around her!
One just nods, an' two just grins,
An' three got a mouth full of safety pins . . .
O' Glendora . . . I wanna see more of you!
( You . . . more of you! )
O' Glendora . . . O' Glendora . . .
O' Glendora . . . I wanna see more of you!
( . . . more of you! )
I stand left an' I stand right,
Outta my head 'cause I'm outta sight . . .
O' Glendora . . . I wanna see more of you!
Late last night at the store they did some changin' . . .
An' I stood watchin' when they started re-arrangin' . . .
She lost her wig, she lost her arms,
An' when they got through she lost all of her charms,
O' Glendora . . . what did they do to you?
What they do, what they do, what they do ?
O' Glendora . . . O' Glendora . . .
O' Glendora . . . what did they do to you?
What they do, what they do, what they do ?
O' Glendora . . . O' Glendora . . .
O' Glendora . . . what did they do to you?
Do to you, oh what did they do to you?
O' Glendora . . . what did they do to you?
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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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