UNA PALOMA BLANCA by Slim Whitman;
Written by: H. Woods, K. Smith. & H. Johnson

When the sun shines on the mountain
And the night is on the run
It's a new day, it's a new way
And I fly up to the sun.

I can feel the morning sunlight
I can smell the new-mown hay
I can heard God's voices calling
For my golden skylight way.

Una Paloma Blanca; I'm just a bird in the sky (2x)
Una Paloma Blanca
Over the mountains I fly;
No one can take my freedom away.

Once I had my share of losing
For they locked me on a chain
Yes, they tried to break my power
Oh, I still can feel the pain.

CHORUS


Gene Graham