I love my mountain home, Where wild winds love to roam, Where the cypress vine and the whispering pine Adorn each granite dome.
Chorus I love my mountain home, I love my mountain home, Where skies are blue and hearts are true, I love my mountain home.
For here the wild flowers sweet Spring up around my feet And the laurel blooms mid the cypress gloom Of many a sweet retreat.
‘Tis sweet to wander here By fountains cool and clear, And talk of love, while the cooing dove Alone may see and hear.
My mountain home for me, Where wild winds wander free With my own true love, who will never rove, My mountain home for me.