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Verse 1 |
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There once lived an Indian maid,
A shy little prairie maid,
Who sang alay, a love song gay,
As on the plain she'd while away the day.
She loved a warrior bold, this shy little maid of old,
But brave and gay, he rode one day to battle far away.
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Chorus |
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Now, the moon shines tonight on pretty Red
Wing,
the breeze is sighing, the night bird's crying,
For afar 'neath his star her brave is sleeping,
While Red Wing's weeping her heart away.
(Repeat the Chorus)
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Verse 2 |
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She watched for him day and night,
She kept all the campfires bright,
And under the sky, each night she would lie,
And dream about his coming by and by;
But when all the braves returned, the heart of Red Wing yearned,
For far, far away, her warrior gay, fell bravely in the fray.
(Chorus) |
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| 1. |
I love to go a-wandering,
Along the mountain track,
And as I go, I love to sing,
My knapsack on my back. |
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| Chorus: (sung after each verse) |
Valderi, Valdera, Valdera,
Valde ha ha ha ha ha ha
Valderi, Valdera
My knapsack on my back. |
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I love to wander by the stream
That dances in the sun,
So joyously it calls to me,
"Come join my happy song!" |
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[Last line of Chorus is the last line of the
corresponding verse.] |
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I wave my hat to all I meet
And they wave back to me,
And blackbirds call so loud and sweet,
From every greenwood tree. |
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Oh, may I go a-wandering
Until the day I die!
Oh, may I always laugh and sing,
Beneath God's clear blue sky! |
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