Conway Twitty & Loretta Lynn Where you been, where you been. It's the same ole question again What's the use baby, what's the use They ain't never gonna turn us loose. You got dirt all over your face And your lipstick is way out of place Oh, we gonna tell 'em What we tell 'em every time before. They won't leave us alone They want us to come home We been busy makin' merries And pickin' wild mountain berries. We're pickin' wild mountain berries That's our excuse every time We've been busy makin' merries And pickin' wild mountain berries. --- Instrumental --- Conway, I don't know. Loretta, I don't know If I can keep honey, from lettin' it show What's our plan, tell me what's our plan Now you know they won't understand. If my hair is a drippin' wet And my clothes are soakin' wet And we didn't go skinny dippin' In a cement pond. You're my baby, you're my man, And though your hair is sure gettin' to be a mess And there ain't no berries in your bucket Now we'll explain it honey, as best as we can. They won't leave us alone They want us to come home We been a busy makin' merries And pickin' wild mountain berries. We're pickin' wild mountain berries That's our excuse everytime We been a busy makin' merries And pickin' wild mountain berries...