Ola Belle Reed
Foggy Mountain Top
Oh, if I were on some foggy mountain top
I'd sail away to the west
I'd sail around this whole wide world
To the girl I love the best
Oh, if I had listened what mama says
I would not have been here today
A-lying around this old jail house
Weeping my sweet life away
Oh, you caused me to weep and you caused me to mourn
Caused me to leave my home
Oh, it's lonesome time, good old time
I'm on my way back home
Oh, if you see that girl of mine
There's something you must tell her
She need not be fooling no time away
To court some other feller
Oh, when you go a-courting
I'll tell you how to do
Pull off that long-tailed roustabout
Put on your navy blue