Hank Snow - We met in the hills of old wyoming

^CDown a little winding trail in old ^D7Wyoming To a ^G7little shack with roses round the ^Cdoor ^FThere's a little blue eyed curly headed ^Cmaid^A7en That ^D7I've been longing just to see once ^G7more

She's as ^Csweet as the lily of the ^D7valley ^G7And you can bet she's all the world to ^E7me We ^A7met down in the hills of old Wy^D7oming It was ^G7there she gave her little ole heart to ^Cme

Now ^E7every night we'll stroll beneath the ^Fstars up above And let the ^D7bright silvery moon-beams ^G7smile on our love Hand in ^Chand down that little old trail we'll ^D7wander Where the ^G7songbirds in the treetops sweetly ^E7sing Then we'll ^A7plan and name the day that you'll be ^D7mine dear When your ^G7hand will wear a little golden ^Cring

As the twilight softly falls each night she's ^D7waiting Mid the ^G7roses by the old garden ^Cgate And from ^Funderneath her bonnet hangs her ^Chead of golden ^A7curls And a ^D7smile so bright and cheery on her ^G7face

Down ^Cbeside a little babbling brook we'll ^D7wander Neath ^G7summer skies where all the world is ^E7still Then with ^A7time comes once again to say ^D7goodnight dear I'll be ^G7with you when the sun sets on the ^Chill

Now ^E7every night we'll stroll beneath the ^Fstars up above And let the ^D7bright silvery moon-beams ^G7smile on our love Hand in ^Chand down that little old trail we'll ^D7wander Where the ^G7songbirds in the treetops sweetly ^E7sing Then we'll ^A7plan and name the day that you'll be ^D7mine dear When your ^G7hand will wear a little golden ^Cring