The Dead South - Matterhorn (Official Audio)

We started out from Bern one sunny August morn

There was just the four of us against the Matterhorn

There was Albert the Australian and John the Irishman

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

Yeah, two miles up we lost John and our rations fell below

Al and Bill are lying beneath an avalanche of snow

Now, here I am alone now and I know I cannot stop

For two more yards in front of me until I reach the top

Matterhorn, Matterhorn

Men have tried and men have died to climb the Matterhorn

That mighty Matterhorn

Well, here I am a dyin' upon the Matterhorn

Not a grave for me to lie in nor grave keep me warm

And the Queen would surely knight me if I could get back down

But it's closer here to heaven than it is back to the ground

Matterhorn, Matterhorn

Men have tried and men have died to climb the Matterhorn

That mighty Matterhorn

That mighty Matterhorn