Mountain Mary (M. Brooks)
I love gigging in small mountain towns, as we have done in Italy and Switzerland. The
people are lovely and enthusiastic. On the way to a gig once I found myself saying I love
mountain people. Realising the accidental pun I turned it into a song.


Myself I come from the lowly hills
I love my home and I always will        
I thought it was the tops until
I climbed the mountains squarely
In a mountain village where the road did turn
Met Mary from the mountains sitting on a churn     
And for her my heart did burn
With desire for Mountain Mary

CHORUS
      I love Mary from the mountains
      Fair Mary from the fair bear mountains
      I love Mary from the mountains
      I love Mountain Mary

The strings of my heart went zing
The catch on her bra-strap went ping
I knew this was the real thing
You meet a woman like her so rarely
I loved her she loved me too
Tried to make her happy but I tell you
The greatest joy I ever knew
I got from Mountain Mary

CHORUS

But alas I could not stay
Soon I had to be on my way
I swore that I'd return one day
Though leaving her was scary
When I've been roaming to-ing fro-ing
I travelled with my heart a-glowing
The only thing that keeps me going
Is the thought of Mountain Mary

CHORUS

I love mountains shallow and steep
Mountain goats and mountain sheep
But of all life's riches the one I'd keep
I'd keep Mountain Mary

CHORUS


(c) 2015 Katt Pie Records
This song is featured on the album-