[Words by Robert Mellin and Lotar Olias
Music by Hugo Winterhalter and His Orchestra]
You, You You
I'm in love with you, you, you
I could be so true, true, true
To someone like you, you, you
Do, do, do
What you oughta do, do, do
Take me in you arms, please do
Let me cling to you, you, you
We were meant for each other
Sure as heavens above
We were meant for each other
To have, to hold and to love
You, you, you
There's no one like you, you, you
You could make my dreams come true
If you say you love me too
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We were meant for each other
Sure as heavens above
We were meant for each other
To have, to hold and to love
You, you, you
There's no one like you, you, you
You could make my dreams come true
If you say you love me too
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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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