On the first of May it's a moving day;
Spring is here, so blow your job - throw your job away
Now's the time to trust to your wanderlust.
In the city's dust you wait - must you wait? Just you wait;
In a mountain greenery where God paints the scenery
just two crazy people together.
While you love your lover, let blues skies be your coverlet.
When it rains we'll laugh at the weather.
And if you're good I'll search for wood
so you can cook while I stand looking.
Beans could get no keener reception in a beanery.
Bless our Mountain Greenery home!
verse 2
Simple cooking means more than French cuisines
I've a banquet planned which is sandwi-ches and beans
Coffee's just as grand with a little sand
Eat and you'll grow fatter boy ? s'matter boy? Atta boy!
INTERLUDE
When the world was young Old Father Adam with sin would grapple
So we're entitled to just one apple - I mean to make apple sauce
Underneath the bough We'll take a lesson from Mister Omar
beneath the eyes on no Pa and no Ma Where Mother Nature is boss
Washing dishes, Catching fishes by the running stream
We'll curse the smell of citronella even while we dream.
Your head upon the ground, your downy pillow is just a boulder
You'll have new dimples 'fore I'm older but life is peaches and cream
In a mountain greenery where God paints the scenery
just two crazy people together.
How we love sequestering where no pests are pestering
No dear ma-ma holds us in tether.
Mosquitoes here won't bite you, dear
I'll let them sting me on my fin-ger
We could find no cleaner retreat from life's machinery
Than our mountain greenery where God paints the scenery
Bless our mountain greenery home