| One time a long time ago
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| On a mountain in Switzerland, yo lo lo lo
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| There lived a fair young maiden
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| Lovely but lonely, oh oh oh oh
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| Day after day, she’d pine her heart away
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| Yo lo lo lo lady yay
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| But no love came her way
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| One day, her papa said, «Some day we’ll go down to the village
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| In the valley, there you’ll meet a nice young man, he’ll ask for your hand
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| Then you’ll be happy»
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| But every day she grew unhappier
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| On a mountain in Switzerland, yo lo lo lo
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| Every day a little bit lonelier
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| Which way to turn and which way to go
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| Day after day, she’d pine her heart away
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| Yo lo lo lo lady yay
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| But no love came her way
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| Some say the maiden’s dream never came true
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| She never got to go to the valley
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| If she did or not, I really don’t know, oh oh oh oh
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| Did she die unhappy?
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| I’d rather think she found her love
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| Wouldn’t you rather think she did find love?
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| Somewhere, some way
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| Yo lo lady yay, yo lo lady yay |