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W:The shades of night were falling fast, Upidee, Upiday!
W:As through an Alpine village passed Upidee-i-day!
W:A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice,
W:A banner with the strange device,
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W:Upidee-i-dee-i-day, Upidee, Upiday
W:Upidee-i-dee-i-day, Upidee-i-day!
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W:His brow was sad; his eye beneath, Flashed like a falchion from its sheath,
W:And like a silver clarion rung The accents of that unknown tongue,
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W:In happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright;
W:Above, the spectral glaciers shone, And from his lips escaped a groan,
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W:Try not the Pass! the old man said; "Dark lowers the tempest overhead,
W:The roaring torrent is deep and wide!" And loud that clarion voice replied,
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W:Oh stay, the maiden said, "and rest Thy weary head upon this breast!"
W:A tear stood in his bright blue eye, But still he answered, with a sigh,
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W:Beware the pine-tree's withered branch! Beware the awful avalanche!
W:This was the peasant's last Good-night, A voice replied, far up the height,
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W:At break of day, as heavenward The pious monks of Saint Bernard
W:Uttered the oft-repeated prayer, A voice cried through the startled air,
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W:A traveller, by the faithful hound, Half-buried in the snow was found,
W:Still grasping in his hand of ice That banner with the strange device,
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W:There in the twilight cold and gray, Lifeless, but beautiful, he lay,
W:And from the sky, serene and far, A voice fell like a falling star,
Further Information About Upidee
Song Note
student version of H.W. Longfellow’s poem "Excelsior", attributed to DG Knight (lyrics) and AE Blackmar (music).
I'll check that when I've found what I've done with my grandmother's ~100 year old
music book. Until then, I'll do the same.
When she taught me the song, I remember she said the verses should be sung like "a genteel parlour song", but the chorus was a race or even an all-out war where the first
one to the finish line was the only winner.
Incidentally she pronounced it "You-pie-dee You-pie-dah"