(A parody of a Hank Thompson classic:) Many months have come and gone since I been skiin' down the Steeps of Jackson Hole where I can turn; Many chair-lift ride has turned, many lessons I have yearned
---the Steeps of Jackson Hole's where I belong.
Way up yonder at High Elevation,
I rode deep powder for snow preservation
on the Steeps of Jackson Hole where I can turn; Waist-deep powder for my recreation,
a skiboy's life was my occupation
on the Steeps of Jackson Hole where I can turn.
As I sing here today, many mountains I am away from the faces I rode deep powder 'fore the thaw, Where pine and aspen trees block the cold ski-airee breeze that drifts the powder snow so deep and tall.
Way up yonder at High Elevation,
I rode deep powder for snow preservation
on the Steeps of Jackson Hole where I can turn; Waist-deep powder for my recreation,
a skiboy's life was my occupation
on the Steeps of Jackson Hole where I can turn.
As I try to rearrange these words for the Teton Range,
'bout the Steeps of Jackson Hole where I can turn, The tram-car fills and goes, 'cause the average skier knows
'bout the Steeps of Jackson Hole where I can turn.
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Way up yonder at High Elevation,
I rode deep powder for snow preservation
on the Steeps of Jackson Hole where I can turn; Waist-deep powder for my recreation,
a skiboy's life was my occupation
on the Steeps of Jackson Hole where I can turn.
138 -- THE GREATEST SKI INSTRUCTOR IN THE WEST
Ski Area Del Rey
(A parody of a George Strait classic:) We said goodbye in Ski Area Del Rey---
"We skied a good line"
was the last thing I heard her say
as I walked away.
And, on the tram, back to Rendezvous Peak, my mind comes across our memory,
and Powder Eights
in Ski Area Del Rey.
On the hidden steeps under a golden sun,
they spread a blanket that we skied down on
and carved the world away
in Ski Area Del Rey.
And, as we sunk into each other's lines,
we found our bodies lost in Paradise---
doin' Powder Eights
in Ski Area Del Rey.
Like the tram-car lines in Jackson Hole,
love sometimes comes n goes away
in Ski Area Del Rey.
And, as this tram-car's touchin' down,
tears touch my eyes for I have found
my heart has skied
in Ski Area Del Rey.
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On the hidden steeps under a golden sun,
they spread a blanket that we skied down on
and carved the world away
in Ski Area Del Rey.
And, as we sunk into each other's lines,
we found our bodies lost in Paradise---
doin' Powder Eights
in Ski Area Del Rey.
We skied a good line . . . in Ski Area Del Rey.