Could this be it?

Like the mountain laurel in the grove dear,
My love dear, is evergreen.
Like the mountain laurel finds the grove dear,
I'll find you again.

Where the mountain breezes blow
There's a place I long to go,
You'll be waiting there for me I know,
And we'll climb into the hills
Where once we wandered by,
And your heart was gay and so was mine,
And we'll find the love we left behind,
Long ago, long ago.

If not, it's a great song anyway, and a beautiful duet.