Matterhorn

CAPO ON THE 2nd FRET
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We started out from Bern one sunny 
august morn
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there was just the four of us 
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against the matterhorn
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there was albert the australian and 
John the Irishman
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me and bill from Britian, and mad 
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dogs in the sun
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Matterhorn, Matterhorn men have died
 men have tried to
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climb the matterhorn, that mighty 
Matterhorn
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two miles up we lost john and the 
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ration fell below
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now al and bill are lying beneath 
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an avelanche of snow
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now here i am alone and i know i 
cannot stop
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two more yards in front of me 
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before i reach the top
(Chorus)
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Now here i am a dying upon the 
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Matterhorn
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not a thing for me to lie in or a 
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thing to keep me warm
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the queen would surly kinght me if 
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i could get back down
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but its closer her to heaven that 
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it is back to the ground