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Introdução: Am G C
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On the north side of town
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I saw a man reach up to heaven
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And pull a song on down
To a smoke filled room of misfits
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Young and old and great and small
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And with the laughing eyes of the Buddha
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He shared it with us all
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And every soul in that roadhouse
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Felt the power of his song
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Through life's joys and sorrows
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He brought us together as one
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They called him 'God's own yodeler'
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'The Pavarotti of the plains'
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There's no bigger voice in Texas
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Don Walser was his name
He was raised out in La Mesa
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Just a boy when his mamma died
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With daddy at the mill all night
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In that empty house he cried
He'd climb up in the oak tree
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To sing his broken heart
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The neighbours gathered in the yard
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Listening in the dark
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Singing songs about West Texas
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Cowboys and old John Deeres
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Rodeos and drive-ins
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And the thrill of teenage years
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They called him 'God's own yodeler'
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'The Pavarotti of the plains'
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There's no bigger voice in Texas
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Don Walser was his name
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Yodelayeeoooooo
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Yodelayeeoooooo
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From the honky-tonks and dance halls
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To the Grand Ole Opery
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Don Walser brought a smile
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To every fan who came to see
Now it's oxygen and wheelchairs
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And trips to the docs in town
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The stays kept getting longer
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He knew he was glory bound
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My friend, your work is done here
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And I'd say you did it well
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Your voice rings down from heaven
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All the way to the Devil himself
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And now you're god's own yodeler
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High above the Texas plains
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We miss you here in Austin
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With love we speak you name
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Yodelayeeoooooo
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Yodelayeeoooooo
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Yodelayeeoooooo
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Yodelayeeooooooooooo yip