Country Gentlemen: "Matterhorn"

1994

We started out from Bern one sunny Augast 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

Two miles up we lost John and the rations fell below
Now Al and Bill are lying in an avalanche of snow
Now here I am all alone and I 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 lie in nor 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 is back to the ground
Matterhorn, Matterhorn
Men have tried and men have died
To climb the Matterhorn
That mighty Matterhorn