Time passes slowly up here in the mountains,
We sit beside bridges and walk beside fountains,
Catch the wild fishes that float to the stream,
Time passes slowly when you´re lost in a dream.

Ain´t no reason to go in a wagon in town,
Ain´t no reason to go to the fair,
Ain´t no reason to go up, ain´t no reason to go down,
Ain´t no reason to go anywhere.

Once I had a sweetheart, she was fine and good-lookin´,
We sat in her kitchen while her mama was cookin´,
Stared out the window to the stars high above,
Time passes slowly when you´re searchin´ for love.