Mountain Greenery - Ella Fitzgerald

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