Snow Dear
Sweet Snow dear, [ ]
On the Rive, while Mohawks sleep, let
us creep through the vale.
Your cowboy lover your heart will
cover.
Don’t hesitate it is late [ ] wait
for you and me by the tree in the vale
hear Tom - Toms beating.
Let’s hit the trail.
"Chorus
My pretty snow dear say you will go
dear. From your side I’ll never part every
trail leads to your heart. Its time to marry
no time to tarry let me carry you from
here my sweet snow dear.
=2=
The Red me come let them come. Bullets
hum let them hum there’ll be some
swift on the trail. Cling to me I wont
fail. We’ll crown the story with love
and glory. Now after all must I fail?
Hear my call. Let’s fly away while we
may. Can’t you see those Ranch lights
gleaming there soon we’ll be.
=Chorus=
My pretty snow dear say you will go
dear from your side I’ll never part.
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