Song of the Bandit

Song of the Bandit - Marty Robbins (马丁·罗宾逊)

Written by：Bob Nolan

Long long ago in old Wyoming lived a maid

Fair as the sweetest flower bloomin' in the shade

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

And every night she'd listen for his call

Then far the west his voice came ringing ridin' wild horse he came singing

Hee li oli yip ioli ay

Hee li oli yip ioli yip ay oli ya

He brings a token of his love

Swift as the wind he goes for high as the hills he knows she's waiting

For his hee li oli yip ioli ay

One day he rode away but never to return

Danger was waitin' now his love must never yearn

Long days and lonely nights she waited all in vain

'Til winter passed and summer came again

Still every night when the moon came shining for his song her heart was pining

Hee li oli yip ioli ay

Hee li oli yip ioli yip ay oli ya

He brings a token of his love

Swift as the wind he goes for high as the hills he knows she's waiting

For his hee li oli yip ioli ay

One night an angel brought a message from her love

Told her he waited in the starry sky above

Softly she closed her eyes and bade the angel go

And then the whole world echoed to his song

For straight down a moonbeam

He came ridin' out of the sky

On a winged horse glidin' hee li oli yip ioli ay

Hee li oli yip ioli yip ay oli ya

He brings a token of his love

Swift as the wind he goes for high as the hills he knows she's waiting

For his hee li oli yip ioli ay

Hee li oli yip ioli ay

Hee li oli yip ioli ay singin'

Hee li oli yip ioli ay