Mountain Man
Sewee Sewee
Sewee, sewee, seweeWe traveled far on this road rockFrom the great plainsThrough the tall blue grasses of the lone rangeCool green CarolineYou madeMy bread and wineI heldYour hand in mineSewee, sewee, seweeFrom a rocky standI watched your bare feet climbing over salty landWhen the light grew dimI said now it's time for you to come inCool green CarolineYou madeMy bread and wineI heldYour hand in mineSewee, sewee, seweeSewee, sewee, sewee
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