Get down boys go back home,
back to the girls you love
Treat them right, never wrong
how mountain girls can love.

Riding tonight in the high cold wind
on the trail of the old lonesome pine
Thinking of you and feeling so blue,
wondering why I left you behind

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Remember the night we strolled down the lane
our hearts were gay and happy then
You whispered to me as I held you close
we hoped that night would never end.

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