It's the same old question again.
What's the use, baby, what's the use?
They ain't never gonna turn us loose
You got hair all over your face
And your lipstick is way out of place
But we're gonna tell them
They wanna leave us alone
They want us to come home
We've been busy making merry
That's our excuse every time
We've been busy makin' merry
And pickin' wild mountain
Chuckie, don't know Elizabeth,
If I can keep honey from lettin' it show
Now you know they won't understand
My hair isn't drippin' wet
And my clothes are soakin' wet
And we didn't go skinny -dippin'
And though your hair sure
And there ain't no fairies in your bucket
I will explain it, honey, the best we can
They wanna leave us alone
They want us to come home
Like pickin' wild mountain berries
We're pickin' wild mountain berries
That's our excuse every time
Like pickin' wild mountain berries
We're pickin' wild mountain berries
That's our excuse every time
We've been a -busy making merry
And picking wild mountain berries
