Foggy mountain top

If I was on some foggy mountain top
I'd sail away to the West
I'd sail all around this whole wide world
To the girl I love the best

If I had listened to what mama said
I would not a been here today
Lying around this old jailhouse
Weepin' my sweet life away

Oh, when you see that girl of mine
There's something you must tell her
She need not to fool her time away
To court some other feller

She caused me to weep, she caused me to mourn
She caused me to leave my home
Oh, the lonesome pines and those good old times
I'm on my way back home

Oh, when you go a-courtin
I tell you how to do
Pull off that long tail roustabout
Put on your navy blue