Like the Mountain Laurel in the grove dear
My love is it’s ever green
Like the Mountain Laurel finds the grove dear
I’ll find you again
Where the mountain breezes blow
There’s a place I long to go
You’ll be waiting there I know
In the pine and we’ll climb
Into the hills we knew in days gone by
When your heart was gay and so was I
And we’ll find a love we left behind
Long ago long ago