Lord of the Yodel

My nose blows wet in my hanky tonight

Only yodeler to be heard

This mountain's been abandoned, 'cept by shaggy goats and birds

My tongue is flapping like a pretty butterfly

I just have to sing, and I'll tell you why

No one to see, no one to hear

Except a saint bernard with my barreled beer

No one to hear, why should I care

My voice echoes - eve.ry.where

Yodel on, Yodel on

The last of the yodelers

Yodel on, Yodel on

Echoes back across the mountain tors

I yodel loud, I yodel free

My yodels fly

Far and back to me

It's funny how one voice can break down a silent wall

And the voice that breaks the silence reaches out unto us all

High in the cold thin air, is a place where silence thrives

One voice is all it takes to bring the yodel back to life

Yodel on, Yodel on

The last of the yodelers

Yodel on, Yodel on

Echoes back across the mountain tors

I yodel loud, I yodel free

My yodels fly

Far and back to me

I will pose in

Fancy lederhozen

Singing spendors

And wearing bright suspenders

Echoes on and on

Yodel on, Yodel on

The last of the yodelers

Yodel on, Yodel on

Echoes back across the mountain tors

I yodel loud, I yodel free

My yodels fly

Far and back to me

So yodel loud and yodel free

Yodel clear, in yodel harmony

Yodel on, Yodel on

Yodel on and on and on