Spring On the Mountain
From a lofty height
That first day of spring
That mountain side seemed
To be filled with green
Interspersed with dead
Of those decideous trees
The pines shone forth
The shiny, waxy leaves
Soon ten shades of green
Mingled with white blossoms
Of the dogwoods of April
Come to the mountain
Come to the mountain
In April, meet me there
We can share the spring
Where lovers hearts sing
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