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David Polansky - Yaks lyrics
Six young Yaks stood yawning in the mountains of Tibet When one Yak turned to theother five Yaks and This is what he said. “Oh, Yak yak yamma yamma Yamma yamma yak, I’m tired of all this snow. Yamma yak, yamma yammaYak yak yak, I’ll go where the warms winds blow. I don’t like snowballs in my hair or my horns to freeze In the frosty air. I’m tired of playing polar bear Yak yamma yamma yamma yak yak. The other five Yaks were yammering all about what the first Yak said When the second Yak turned to the first Yak And this is what she said. “ Oh, Yak, yak yamma yamma Yamma yamma yak You’ll roast with all that hair. Yamma yak yamma yamma Yak yak yak. Take a tip from a wise old mare. The life of Yaks is often fraught With snow and ice and who knows what. We’re thankful still for what we’ve got. Yak yamma yamma yamma yak yak. |
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