Allá Arriba En Aquella Montana (englisch) Lyrics

High Up On That Mountain



High up on that mountain

I picked a cane, I picked a carnation.

A ploughman, a ploughman

A ploughman must my lover be.

I do not want a miller

Who treats me like his corn.

I want a ploughman

to take his mules to plough

and at midnight serenade me.

Enter, ploughman, if you come to see me.

If you come to see me, come through the yard,

Climb the orange tree and you?ll be safe.

Enter ploughman, if you come to see me.