Blue Mountain where I dwell,
Blue Mountain where I dwell,
I'm going on my way,
I'm leaving you today,
Blue Mountain fare thee well.
Dressed in my silk hat and gloves,
Dressed in my silk hat and gloves,
Up on the glory train,
right through the sun and rain,
straight to the arms of my love.
Oh, I know she's waiting for me.
I know she's waiting for me.
At the end of the golden line,
she's waiting to be mine,
pretty as a young girl can be.
High on the hillside,
the roses are red,
lilies white are at her feet,
blue violets by her head.
Silently they wave
by the silent grave
Telling me they soon will be
the cover for my bed
Heaven is in the sky
Heaven is in the sky
Somewhere beyond the earth
I'll find what love is worth
After I lay down and die,
Blue Mountain where I dwell,
Blue Mountain where I dwell,
I'm going on my way,
I'm leaving you today,
Blue Mountain fare thee well.