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Wake hard in the morning, see the young girl milking
Stream rushing by on a bed of stone
Old goats and sandstone cracking, all containing
Squeezing that river like it squeeze your bones

In the long red, red valley
People live here too long
In the long red, red valley
They only sing the valley song

Some bad people living further down the valley
Not easy for us to do good trade
We got snowmelt, snowmelt, sweet water
They got that valley road that they made

In the long red, red valley
People dying here too long
In the long red, red valley
They only sing the valley song

Holding hands on the hillside
Showing love to your brother
Your sister and your mother
But we hate those people down the valley

Anybody seen Moses? Get him off that mountain
Bring back the tablets of stone
It's a wise, wise prophet who keeps his own council
Yeah, leave the other man's wife alone

In the long red, red valley
People living here too long
In the long red, red valley
Only sing the valley song

Holding hands on the hillside
Showing love to your brother
Your sister and your mother
But we hate those people down the valley

Wake hard in the morning, see the young girl milking
Sleepy stream with it's head on a bed of stone
Old goats and sandstone cracking, all containing
Squeezing that river like it squeeze your bones

In the long red, red valley
People living here too long
In the long red, red valley
They only live the valley song

In the long red, red valley
People dying here too long
In the long red, red valley
They only know the valley song
Wake hard in the morning, see the young girl milking   Stream rushing by on a bed of stone   Old goats and sandstone cracking, all containing   Squeezing that river like it squeeze your bones      In the long red, red valley   People live here too long   In the long red, red valley   They only sing the valley song      Some bad people living further down the valley   Not easy for us to do good trade   We got snowmelt, snowmelt, sweet water   They got that valley road that they made      In the long red, red valley   People dying here too long   In the long red, red valley   They only sing the valley song      Holding hands on the hillside   Showing love to your brother   Your sister and your mother   But we hate those people down the valley      Anybody seen Moses? Get him off that mountain   Bring back the tablets of stone   It's a wise, wise prophet who keeps his own council   Yeah, leave the other man's wife alone      In the long red, red valley   People living here too long   In the long red, red valley   Only sing the valley song      Holding hands on the hillside   Showing love to your brother   Your sister and your mother   But we hate those people down the valley      Wake hard in the morning, see the young girl milking   Sleepy stream with it's head on a bed of stone   Old goats and sandstone cracking, all containing   Squeezing that river like it squeeze your bones      In the long red, red valley   People living here too long   In the long red, red valley   They only live the valley song      In the long red, red valley   People dying here too long   In the long red, red valley   They only know the valley song