Lord the wind can leave you shiverin' As it waltzes o'er leaves It's been rushin' through my timber Til' your love brought on spring Now mountains all are blushin' And they don't know what to say 'Cept a good long line of praises For lovely Lady May I ain't toughest hickory That ax has ever felled But I'm just as well same came crashin' forest cut roots away fell ways