Track byMel Tormé
On the first of May, it is 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 our mountain greenery Where God paints the scenery Just two crazy people together While you love your lover Let blue 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 Mosquitoes here Won't bite you dear Well, I'll let them sting me on the finger We could find no cleaner retreat From life's machinery Bless our mountain greenery home Our mountain greenery home