Paroles: Woody Guthrie. Springfield Mountain.

On Springfield Mountain there did dwell
A lovely youth I knowed him well

Too roo de nay, too roo de noo

This lovely youth one day did go
Down to the meadom for to mow

Too roo de nay, too roo de noo

He scarce had mowed quite round the field
When a crul serpent bit his heel

Too roo de nay, too roo de noo

They took him home to molly dear
Which made him feel so very gueer

Too roo de nay, too roo de noo

Now Molly had two ruby lips
With which the poison she did sip

Too roo de nay, too roo de noo

Now Molly had a rotting tooth
And so the poison killed them both