Rich girl lives in a big brick house
Poor girl lives in a frame
My girl she lives in the Nashville jail
But its a brick house just the same.
I'm going across the mountains, sweet Betsy
Going 'cross the plains
And if I never see her again
That gal remembers me.
Rich girl got married in a long white veil
Poor girl would like to have a train
My girl never said I do
But she does just the same
I'm going across the mountains, sweet Betsy
Going 'cross the plains
And if I never see her again
That gal remembers me.
Rich girl smells like French perfume
Poor girl she'd like to smell the same
My girl smells like a billy goat
But its her smell just the same.
I'm going across the mountains, sweet Betsy
Going 'cross the plains
And if I never see her again
That gal remembers me.

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