BRIGHTENING GLANCE
POETRY IN MUSIC
"LOOKING NORTH FROM OSSINING, NEW YORK" Samuel Colman, 1867
MOUNTAIN GREENERY
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 a 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.
Simple cooking means
More than French cuisines
I’ve a banquet planned which is
Sandwiches and beans
Coffee’s just as grand with a little sand
Eat and you’ll grow fatter boy
‘smatter boy? Huh-huh, atta boy.
In a mountain greenery
Where God paints the scenery
Just two crazy people together.
How-how-how-how we love sequestering
Where no pests are pestering
No dear momma holds us in tether
Mosquitoes here,
Won't bite you dear,
I'll let them sting me on the finger!
Beans could get no keener reception in a beanery
Bless our mountain greenery
Far from life's machinery
Bless our mountain greenery home.
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 a 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.
Simple cooking means
More than French cuisines
I’ve a banquet planned which is
Sandwiches and beans
Coffee’s just as grand with a little sand
Eat and you’ll grow fatter boy
‘smatter boy? Huh-huh, atta boy.
In a mountain greenery
Where God paints the scenery
Just two crazy people together.
How-how-how-how we love sequestering
Where no pests are pestering
No dear momma holds us in tether
Mosquitoes here,
Won't bite you dear,
I'll let them sting me on the finger!
Beans could get no keener reception in a beanery
Bless our mountain greenery
Far from life's machinery
Bless our mountain greenery home.
Lyrics: Lorenz Hart
Music: Richard Rodgers
From the musical revue GARRICK GAITIES II.
Opened at the Guild Theatre, 245 West 52nd St, New York City
May 10, 1926.
Director: Philop Loeb
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BEANS COULD GET NO KEENER RECEPTION.
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