She lives where the city cannot harm her
They can't take away her old-fashioned ways
She's simple like a flower that's a blooming
She's my sunshine on a cold and rainy day

Her innocence is like the gentle breezes
That blow across the trees on the hill
It spread its seeds of love all around me
The emptiness in my heart she feels

Well soon that little church upon the mountain
Will be the scene of love and tenderness
I'll make that mountain girl my one and only
We'll live a life of joy and happiness