Don't you send me flowers and say your love is true Making like you love me and saying what you do Don't you say you've missed me, I'm always on your mind Don't whisper those sweet nothings I can't ever find So I've gone to the mountains Picking bluebells and mountain columbines Oh, I've gone to the mountains For violets and birds of paradise But forget me nots, I'm skipping high I'm leaving them behind Don't you send me presents, don't call me on the phone Don't leave me waiting all night long Don't say you'd regret it if I become his bride Cause darling, if you loved me, you'd be here by my side So I've gone to the mountains Picking bluebells and mountain columbines Oh, I've gone to the mountains For violets and birds of paradise But forget me nots, I'm skipping high I'm leaving them behind But you know I loved you so well so long ago Brighter than the sunshine, purer than the snow I could climb a mountain or swim across the sea But I couldn't make you give your love to me So I've gone to the mountains For bluebells and mountain columbines Oh, I've gone to the mountains For violets and birds of paradise But forget me nots, I'm skipping high I'm leaving them behind