Run Mountain
I Bwent up on the mountain
To get me a load of pine
I put it on the Awagon
I Erode down beAhind
ARun mountain, Echeck a little hill
Run mountain, Acheck a little hill
Run mountain, Echeck a little hill
There you'll get your Afill
When I'm in the fields hard at work
I sit down to play
Thinking of my own true love
She's many miles away
Once I had a little girl
Got her from the south
Only thing that's wrong with her
She had too big a mouth
Took my girl to the blacksmith's shop
To have her mouth made small
Turned around a time or two
She swallowed that shop and all
When I'm in the fields hard at work
I sit down to play
Thinking of my own true love
She's many miles away
Many miles from my home
Roosters crow for day
Me upstairs with another man's wife
Better be getting away
Way up on the mountain
Give my horn a blow
Thought I heard my true love say
It's coming from my beau