Mountain Greenery Songtext
von Bruce Forsyth

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 a 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
I′ll let them sting me on the finger
We could find no cleaner retreat from life's machinery
Bless our mountain greenery
Gotta take a snap of the scenery
Bless our mountain greenery home