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They say don't go on Wolverton Mountain,
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if you're looking for a wife.
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'Cause Clifton Clowers has a pretty
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young daughter,
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he's mighty handy with a gun and a knife.
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Her tender lips are sweeter than honey
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And Wolverton Mountain protects her there.
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The bears and birds tell Clifton Clowers
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If a stranger should wander there.
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All of my dreams are on Wolverton Mountain.
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I want his daughter for my wife.
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I'll take my chances and climb that mountain
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Though Clilfton Clowers, he may take my life
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Her tender lips ....
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I'm going up on Wolverton Mountain,
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It's too lonely downhere below.
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It's just not right to hide his dayghter
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From the one who loves her so.
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Her tender lips ...
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But I don't care about Clifton Clowers,
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I'm gonna climb up on his mountain,
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I'm gonna take the girl I love.
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I don't care about Clifton Clowers,
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I'm gonna climb up on his mountain,
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I'm gonna take the girl I love.
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(repeat to fade)
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Wolverton Mountain
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| Claude King |
