Song of the Bandit

(Bob Nolan)

Long, long ago in old Wyoming lived a maid,

Fair as the sweetest flower bloomin’ in the gade.

She loved a bandit bold who roamed the prairie o’er

And every night she’d listen for his call.

Then, far to the west, his voice came ringin’,

Ridin’ a wild horse, he came singin’…

“Hee lee o lee yip I o lee aye!”

“Hee lee o lee yip I o lee, yip I o lee aye!”

He brings a token to his love.

Swift as the wind he goes

High in the hills he knows she’s waiting singing,

“Hee lee o lee yip I o lee aye!”

One day he rode away but never to return.

Danger was waiting now, his love must never yearn.

Long days and lonely nights she waited all in vain

Till winter passed and summer came again.

Still every night when the moon came shining,

For his song her heart was pining…

“Hee lee o lee yip I o lee aye!”

“Hee lee o lee yip I o lee, yip I o lee aye!”

He brings a token to his love.

Swift as the wind he goes

High in the hills he knows she’s waiting singing,

“Hee lee o lee yip I o lee aye!”

One night an angel brought a message from her love.

Told her he waited in the starlight sky above.

Softly, she closed her eyes and bade the angels go

And then the whole world echoed to his song

For straight down a moonbeam he came riding,

Out of the sky on a winged horse gliding…

“Hee lee o lee yip I o lee aye!”

“Hee lee o lee yip I o lee, yip I o lee aye!”

He brings a token to his love.

Swift as the wind he goes

High in the hills he knows she’s waiting singing,

“Hee lee o lee yip I o lee aye!”