Charlie Waller & The Country Gentlemen
Текст песни Matterhorn

We started out from Bern one sunny August morn
There were just the four of us against the Matterhorn
There were Albert the Australian and John the Irish man
Me and Bill from Britain mad dogs in the sun

Matterhorn, Matterhorn
Men have tried and men have died
To climb the Matterhorn
That mighty Matterhorn

Two miles up we lost John and the rations fell below
Al and Bill were lying beneath an avalanche of snow
Now here I am all alone and know I cannot stop
Two more yards in front of me before I reach the top

Matterhorn, Matterhorn
Men have tried and men have died
To climb the Matterhorn
That mighty Matterhorn

Now here I am a-dying upon the Matterhorn
Not a grave for me to lye in not a thing to keep me warm
The Queen would surely knight me if I could get back down
But it's closer here to heaven than it's back to the ground

Matterhorn, Matterhorn
Men have tried and men have died
To climb the Matterhorn
That mighty Matterhorn
That mighty Matterhorn