[Intro]
(I'd like to introduce Ann Morrill
Who is the wife of my ex-biology professor at college
I went over to, uh, Dr. Morrill's house one evening to study
And ended up singing folk songs with his wife
We'd like to do one now)

[Verse 1]
Poor little turtle dove
Sittin' in a pine
Mournin' for her own true love
So why not me for mine?
Why not me for mine?

[Verse 2]
I'm not gonna marry in the fall
I'm gonna marry in the spring
I'm gonna marry a pretty little girl
Who wears a big gold ring
Who wears a big gold ring

[Verse 3]
I went up on the mountain
To give my horn a blow
Every girl in the countryside
Said, "Yonder goes my beau"
"Yonder goes my beau”
[Verse 4]
I've got hogs in the pen
Corn to feed 'em on
All I need is a pretty little girl
To feed 'em when I’m gone
To feed 'em when I’m gone

[Verse 5]
Poor little turtle dove
Sittin' in a pine
Mournin' for her own true love
Why not me for mine?
Why not me for mine?