Cool fog in the morning, like cotton on the trees
Quiet enough to hear the song, in the humming of the bees
Floatin' out from the highway, sayin' come on up my way
Through the tall grass in the valley, where the earth and heaven meet
Won't you come on up, to blue mountain
Above the clouds and the busy crowds
It's where you wanna be
Won't you come on up, to blue mountain
Where the time crawls and the water falls
Blue mountain majesty
Send a postcard, to your sweetheart, take a picture by the sign
See all the way, to seven states, and the coast if the weathers right
Well its always right, its paradise, its like you've never seen
Take a nap under a hickory, and wake up in a dream