
On the first of May it's a moving day;
spring is here, so blow your job-throw your job away;
Now the time to trust to your wonderlast.
In the city's dust you wait must you wait?
Just you wait;
In a mountain greenery where God paints the scenary
just two grazy people together.
While you love your lover, let blues skies be your coverlet.
When it rains we laught 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 re-ception in a beanery.
Bless our Mountain Greenery home!
In a mountain greenery Where God paints the scenery
Just two crazy people together
How we love sequestering Where no pests are pestering
No men holds us together
Mosquitoes here Won't bite you, dear
I'll let them sting Me on my finger
We could find no cleaner retreat From life's machinery
Than our mountain greenery
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