Thursday, June 4, 2009

HANK SNOW - HOW SHE COULD YODEL LYRICS

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Come listen to my tale 'bout a jolly little girl That I chanced to play on the prairie T'was a night in June by the western moon That I met my charming Mary.

Her eyes were as brilliant as the stars that night When she smiled my spirit did bubble She couldn't make love or turtle dove But, oh boy, She could yodel. - Yodel - She yodeled a yodel as fresh as it could be Her bosom was as pure as pretty yellow gold But love meant nothin', she was too cold But boy, oh boy, oh boy how she could yodel. Well, I said to myself, you silly little elf I'll win her heart, that's settled I tried to hiss that pretty little girl But, oh my, how she battled. She called me names made me smell so ashamed Then she said my flame is nobel Then she turned me down, didn't require me around But, oh boy, how she yodeled. - Yodel - She yodeled a yodel as fresh as it could be Her spirit was as perfect as pretty yellow gold But love meant nothin', she was too cold But boy, oh boy, oh boy how she could yodel.Hank Snow How She Could Yodel lyrics found on http://www.lyricsty.com/hank-snow-how-she-could-yodel-lyrics.html Next night on thr trail I heard a big wail She changed her mind, felt sorry Her yodel, you see, was meant for me And she said, you had me worried. I've rode out tonight to do things good And I promise you will forgive me When I said, why yes, she took a deep breath And, oh boy, how she yodeled. - Yodel - She yodeled a yodel as fresh as it could be Her spirit was as perfect as pretty yellow gold And it off to warm from icy cold But boy, oh boy, oh boy how she did yodel. Well, then we got married and what do you suppose We're as glad as the birds in the treeses Her passion is so honest and I'm tellin' you Her eye no more it freezes. In a cradle of pine there's a baby devine And he never, never grumbles He's our own little pet and we can't talk yet But I regard you could see him yodel. - Yodel - He yodels a yodel as fresh as it could be He's our own little pet and we know him, you bet It don't think a matter that he can't talk yet But he's spendin' his time just learning the way to yodel...

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