One of innumerable breathtaking Swiss scenes—a wonder that Swiss yodelers have enough breath left to yodel their lungs out over what their eyes behold.
Lee and Leah Yodel
Ode to L and L,
to Leah n' to Lee,
an ode as a yodel.
Yo Leah, yo Lee.
Lee and Leah, ahhh!
What an ahhhsome pair!
May it ever draw
softly suave fanfare,
Affable applause,
mum but visible
in them, does not cause
signs of pride febrile.
Her silken contours
longing looks invoke
and his masculine allures
yearning sighs evoke.
"Oh Lee, oh Lee, oh,"
Yodels Leah also.
"Oh Leah, Lee, oh,
Our love is no yo-yo!
No erratic swings,
no all tangled-up strings.
Swept up, yes, heaven
bound, by love driven.
More midis, mp3s
Index
One of innumerable breathtaking Swiss scenes—a wonder that Swiss yodelers have enough breath left to yodel their lungs out over what their eyes behold.