YETI SONG
(Marlin Spike Werner)
Beyond the Ganges River
In the mountains of Nepal
There lives my hairy yeti,
She's the fairest of them all.
She's lissom and curvatious
And as Yeti's go, she's tall
She's my hirsute mountain beauty
She's the fairest of them all.
Full my heart and gone my reason
We have love for every season
She's my own, my hairy yeti,
Fairest of them all.
Her hair is like angora
From the first cold nip of fall
But in summer, when she's moulting
She has nothing on at all.
Her smile is lost in hairiness,
Her nose is cute and small,
And her eyebrows are so shaggy
I can't see her eyes at all.
Full my heart and gone my reason
Love finds fire in any season,
She's my hairy yeti,
She's the fairest of them all.
High up on Sagarmatha
When the cold is hard and blue
And the wind is icy needles
And I'm frozen thru and thru
My ever-loving Yeti
Takes me up in her embrace:
The warmth of her four bosoms
Draws the frostbite from my face.
Full my heart and gone my reason
Love finds fire in any season,
She's my hairy yeti,
She's the fairest of them all.
She wraps me with her coziness
Against the chill monsoon,
Or we sit in summer twilight
Singing lovesongs to the moon.
She's an international heroine--
Holds Asia in her thrall;
She's an undisputed citizen
Of China and Nepal.
Full my heart and gone my reason
We have love for every season;
She's my own, my hairy Yeti,
She's the fairest of them all.
Alternate CHORUS: Salute the flag and throw confetti
China made the first spaghetti
She's my own, my hairy yeti,
Fairest of them all.
Copyright 1982,
by Marlin Spike Werner
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YETI SONG
(Marlin Spike Werner)
Beyond the Ganges River
In the mountains of Nepal
There lives my hairy yeti,
She's the fairest of them all.
She's lissom and curvatious
And as Yeti's go, she's tall
She's my hirsute mountain beauty
She's the fairest of them all.
Full my heart and gone my reason
We have love for every season
She's my own, my hairy yeti,
Fairest of them all.
Her hair is like angora
From the first cold nip of fall
But in summer, when she's moulting
She has nothing on at all.
Her smile is lost in hairiness,
Her nose is cute and small,
And her eyebrows are so shaggy
I can't see her eyes at all.
Full my heart and gone my reason
Love finds fire in any season,
She's my hairy yeti,
She's the fairest of them all.
High up on Sagarmatha
When the cold is hard and blue
And the wind is icy needles
And I'm frozen thru and thru
My ever-loving Yeti
Takes me up in her embrace:
The warmth of her four bosoms
Draws the frostbite from my face.
Full my heart and gone my reason
Love finds fire in any season,
She's my hairy yeti,
She's the fairest of them all.
She wraps me with her coziness
Against the chill monsoon,
Or we sit in summer twilight
Singing lovesongs to the moon.
She's an international heroine--
Holds Asia in her thrall;
She's an undisputed citizen
Of China and Nepal.
Full my heart and gone my reason
We have love for every season;
She's my own, my hairy Yeti,
She's the fairest of them all.
Alternate CHORUS: Salute the flag and throw confetti
China made the first spaghetti
She's my own, my hairy yeti,
Fairest of them all.
Copyright 1982,
by Marlin Spike Werner
(Marlin Spike Werner)
Beyond the Ganges River
In the mountains of Nepal
There lives my hairy yeti,
She's the fairest of them all.
She's lissom and curvatious
And as Yeti's go, she's tall
She's my hirsute mountain beauty
She's the fairest of them all.
Full my heart and gone my reason
We have love for every season
She's my own, my hairy yeti,
Fairest of them all.
Her hair is like angora
From the first cold nip of fall
But in summer, when she's moulting
She has nothing on at all.
Her smile is lost in hairiness,
Her nose is cute and small,
And her eyebrows are so shaggy
I can't see her eyes at all.
Full my heart and gone my reason
Love finds fire in any season,
She's my hairy yeti,
She's the fairest of them all.
High up on Sagarmatha
When the cold is hard and blue
And the wind is icy needles
And I'm frozen thru and thru
My ever-loving Yeti
Takes me up in her embrace:
The warmth of her four bosoms
Draws the frostbite from my face.
Full my heart and gone my reason
Love finds fire in any season,
She's my hairy yeti,
She's the fairest of them all.
She wraps me with her coziness
Against the chill monsoon,
Or we sit in summer twilight
Singing lovesongs to the moon.
She's an international heroine--
Holds Asia in her thrall;
She's an undisputed citizen
Of China and Nepal.
Full my heart and gone my reason
We have love for every season;
She's my own, my hairy Yeti,
She's the fairest of them all.
Alternate CHORUS: Salute the flag and throw confetti
China made the first spaghetti
She's my own, my hairy yeti,
Fairest of them all.
Copyright 1982,
by Marlin Spike Werner