Way
out in Switzerland, far, far away,
I fell in love with a Swiss maid one day.
I heard her yodeling Swiss lullaby,
As she sang in her Swiss yodel way.
Her song through the mountains
so loudly did ring,
No sweeter than she could be
whippa will sing.
We met on the mountain,
near the bright silvery moon,
this sweet little Swiss maiden and I.
Oh, the lady, so softly she sang.
Oh, the lady, oh, the lady,
that's how she won my heart,
on the mountainside high.
Oh, the lady, oh, the lady
We planned the day
that we'd sail far away
And she whispered so softly,
my bride, she would be
In a small western cottage,
neath the bright starry sky
So happy the Swiss maid an d I
In my little white church
Neath the old willow tree
I made her my bride
Ever more she would be
And soon from the side
Of a soft trundle bed
Came a yodeling Swiss lullaby
That's softly she sang,
oh -de -lee -dee, oh -de -lee -dee.
That's how she won my heart,
on the mountainside high.
Oh -de -lee -dee, oh -de -lee -dee.
Ah, dee, oh, dee, oh, dee, oh, dee, dee, dee.