Song Of The Bandit

Long long ago in old Wyoming lived a maid Fair as the sweetest flower bloomin' in the shade She loved a bandit bold who roamed the prairie o'er And every night she'd listen for his call Then far the west his voice came ringing ridin' wild horse he came singing Hee li oli yip ioli ay Hee li oli yip ioli yip ay oli ya he brings a token of his love Swift as the wind he goes for high as the hills he knows she's waiting For his hee li oli yip ioli ay One day he rode away but never to return Danger was waitin' now his love must never yearn Long days and lonely nights she waited all in vain Till winter passed and summer came again Still every night when the moon came shining for his song her heart was pining Hee li oli yip ioli ay Hee li oli yip ioli...