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

We could find no cleaner retreat
From life's machinery
Than our mountain greenery home
Home, sweet home