Nortabs

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1.     Well, they called me Crazy Ollie, I was born a mountain man.
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       I sailed the sea from Norway, far to plow the prairie land.
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       The sun was hot and the sky was big, and the soil, it sure smelled fine.
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       So I state my claim and I hitched my team, and I called the prairie mine.

2.     Yeah, the sky was big and the land was big, and flat as flat could be.
       I felt that I was lost somewhere on a dried out silent sea.
       I lost my sleep, and my wag would thread, and she'd said: "Well I declare."       
       What a silly fool to be looking for a mountain that ain't there. 

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Ref.   Oh, land and sky. Oh, land and sky.
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       But never a place for a mountainman to rest his mind and eye.


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3.     She said I was a sinful man, and she made it pretty clear.
       If the good Lord so intended, he would make a mountain here.
       Well, he hasn't yet I told her, and I guess he never will.
       But if he won't make a mountain, then by God, I make a hill.

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Ref.   Oh, land and sky. Oh, land and sky.
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       But never a place for a mountainman to rest his mind and eye.

4.     So, I grabbed my big nice shovel, and I piled the sun all high.
       And pretty soon the mighty man was reaching for the sky.
       Well, they called me Crazy Ollie, and I said that may be true.
       But the man who climbs the highest peak will get the better view.

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Ref.   Oh, land and sky. Oh, land and sky.
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       But never a place for a mountainman to rest his mind and eye.
  
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5.     So, now you know my story of Crazy Ollies' mount.
       A man who had an urge to lift his eyes up from the ground.
       If you ask me what I've got, for all my sweat and pain.
       I built the only mountain on the North-Dakota plains.

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Ref.   Oh, land and sky. Oh, land and sky.
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       But never a place for a mountainman to rest his mind and eye.

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Ref.   Oh, land and sky. Oh, land and sky.
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       But never a place for a mountainman to rest his mind and eye.


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