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Wo auf steile Bergeshöhen einsam Gondelbahnen zieh'n,
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kann man schon von ferne sehen, wie Millionen Schlange steh'n.
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Und die Sennen hört man Jodeln von den Almen froh und hell.
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Sie sind längst nicht mehr die Dodeln, jeder hat sein Schihotel.
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Irgendwann will auch der Bauer nichts mehr seh'n vom Schweinedreck.
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Und ist er ein ganz ein Schlauer, baut er eine Diskothek.
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Wo vor Kurzem noch vergnüglich Säue wälzten sich im Mist,
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unterhält sich jetzt vorzüglich jeder za-ahlende-e Tourist
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Hollarei-di-di, Hollarei-di-di, Hollarei-di-di,   hollarei-di-o,
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Hollarei-di-di, Hollarei-di-o, Hollarei-di-di,   hollarei-di-o,
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Hollarei-di-di, Hollarei-di-di, Hollarei-di-di,   hollarei-di-o,
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Hollarei-di-di, Hollarei-re-rere-didi-diri
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Auch den Knechten     in den Ställen wird es irgendwann zu blöd.
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Warum sollen sie sich quälen, wenn es doch viel leichter geht?
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Denn als Schilaufpädagogen, hat sie einfach mit der Zeit
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weitaus stärker angezogen die geformte Weiblichkeit.
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Hollei-i, ollo,ullu, ellei, illi, ollou-i - hollei-di-o,
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holarei-di-ri, hollerei-di-o
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holarei-di-ri, hollerei-di-o
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Hollei-i, ollo,ullu, ellei, illi, ollou-i - hollei-di-o,
                       A                                                 D 
holarei-di-ri, hollerei-re-re-diri-diri
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Wo die Pistenraupen tanken, wo die Schneekanonen sprüh'n,
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wo die kranken Tannen wanken, riecht's nach Diesel und Benzin
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Wo einst Gams und     Murmel pfiffen, wo man einsam war und frei,
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hat man ziemlich rasch begriffen, fehlt ein Liegestuhlverleih.
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Und seit vielen langen Wintern schleppt man gern zum gleichen Preis
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jeden noch so fetten Hintern bis hinauf in's ew'ge Eis.
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Wo die Pistenraupen tanken, wo die Schneekanonen sprüh'n,
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wo die kranken Tannen wanken, ja dort gibt's ein Wiederseh'n.
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Hollarei-di-di, Hollarei-di-di, Hollarei-di-di,   hollarei-di-o,
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Hollarei-di-di, Hollarei-di-di, Hollarei-di-di,   hollarei-di-o,
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Hollei-i, ollo,ullu, ellei, illi, ollou-i - hollei-di-o,
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holarei-di-ri, hollerei-re-re-diri-diri
                         A                                                             D 
Hollarei-di-di, Hollarei-di-di, Hollarei-di-di,   hollarei-di-o,
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Hollarei-di-di, Hollarei-di-o Hollarei-di-di,   hollarei-di-o,
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Hollei-i, ollo,ullu, ellei, illi, ollou-i - hollei-di-o,
                       A                                                 D 
holarei-di-ri, hollerei-re-re-diri-diri
               A                                                               D 
Hollei-i, ollo,ullu, ellei, illi, ollou-i - hollei-di-o,
                       A                                                 D 
holarei-di-ri, hollerei-re-re-diri-diri
               A                                                               D 
Hollei-i, ollo,ullu, ellei, illi, ollou-i - hollei-di-o,
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holarei-di-ri, hollerei-re-re-diri-diri ...