Crossed the big mountain with her lover
With two yoke of ox and a big yaller dog,
Oodle -dang, folly -dee -die -doe,
Oodle -dang, folly -dee -dee.
They soon reached the desert where
Down on the sand she lay rolling about,
Betsy, you'll get sand in your eyes
Pauldy died, oh, hoodle -dang,
The shanghai run off and the cattle all died
The dog wagged his tail and
but where are your wings?
if you don't make two three
And I'll tell you the reason,
I'm chuck full of strong alkali
Hoodle -dang, faldee -die, do,
hoodle -dang, faldee -dee
I lost my true lover from a cordon too slow
Smoky, I went there to weep
A false -hearted lover is worse than a thief,
For a thief he will rob you and
But a false -hearted lover will
She'll hug you and kiss you,
Than the cross -ties on the
railroad or the stars in the sky.
Smoky, all covered with snow,
I lost my true lover from a -courting too slow.