[Words by: Nick & Charles Kenny Music by: J. Fred Coots]
On a day like today
We pass the time away
Writing love letters in the sand
How you laughed when I cried
Each time I saw the tide
Take our love letters from the sand
You made a vow that you would ever be true
But somehow that vow meant nothing to you
Now my broken heart aches
With every wave that breaks
Over love letters in the sand
* Whistlin' * Now my broken heart aches
With every wave that breaks
Over love letters in the sand
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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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