Standing On The Mountain

Darling will you marry me I asked a maiden fair
I turned my back upon her when I looked she wasn’t there

   She left me standing (standing) on the mountain
   She left me standing way up there

Where the honeybees are buzzing round the flowers there
That is where she vanished somewhere in that mountain air

I just saw the whippoorwill a-talking to a bear
They were both a-laughing ’bout her giving me the air

I would give most anything if once more she’d appear
And tell me that she cared a little for this mountaineer