| Matterhorn | Mel Tillis

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    1. We started out from Bern one sunny August morn
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       there was just the four of us against the Matterhorn
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       there was Albert the Australian and John the Irishman
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       me and Bill from Britain mad dogs in the sun.

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       men have tried and men have died to climb the Matterhorn
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       that mighty Matterhorn.

    2. Two miles up we lost John and the ration fell below
       Al and Bill were laying beneath an avalanche of snow
       now here I am all alone and I know I cannot stop
       two more yards in front of me before I reach the top.
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    3. Now here I am a-dying upon the Matterhorn
       not a grave for me to lie in not a thing to keep me warm
       the Queen would surely knight me if I could get back down
       but it's closer here to heaven than it is back to the ground.
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