These guys were great. They even wore real vines.
The song Lyrics:
Upon the hill
Lies the village of the place
That I love best
In my home in Saipan
Where the roses bloom no more
By my little ranch you know
In my home on the hills of Saipan
When it's night in my dreams
Takes me back where it seems
Back along the rocks on the hill
Where the roses bloom no more
By my little ranch you know
In my home on the hills of Saipan
I've got a sweetheart waiting there
With dark eyes and curly hair
Waiting for me back on the hill
I'll be happy all my life
If she will be my wife
In my home on the hills of Saipan.
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