1. Poor little turtle dove,
   sitting in a pine,
Mourning for its own true love,
And why not me for mine, for mine,
And why not me for mine?

2. Hogs in the pen
   and corn to feed them on,
All I want is a pretty little girl
To feed them when I'm gone, I'm gone,
To feed them when I'm gone.

3. I went up on the mountain
   to give my horn a blow,
And every girl in the valley said,
"Yonder comes my beau, oh beau,
Oh, yonder comes my beau."

4. I'm not going to marry in the fall,
   I'm going to marry in the spring,
I'm going to marry a pretty little girl
That wears a silver ring, oh ring,
That wears a silver ring.