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 have been here today
A-lyin' around this old jailhouse
Just a-weepin' my sweet life away
She caused me to weep, she caused me to mourn
She caused me to leave my home
Lord, the lonesome pines and the good old times
I'm on my way back home
I remember the night, the night we met
I remember the things we said
The darkest hour before the dawn
And the promises that we made