[Verse 1] Poor little turtle dove Sitting in a pine Mourning for his own true love So why not me for mine for mine? Why not me for mine? [Verse 2] I’m not gonna marry in the morn I’m gonna marry in the spring I’m gonna marry a pretty little girl Who wears a big gold ring gold ring Wears a big ole ring [Verse 3] I’ve got hogs in the pen Corn to feed em on All I needs a pretty little girl To feed em when I’m gone I’m gone Feed em when I’m gone [Verse 4] I went up on the mountain To give my horn a blow Every girl in the country side Says yonder comes my beau my beau Yonder comes my beau [Verse 5] Poor little turtle dove Sitting on a pine Mourning for his own true love So why not me for mine for mine? Why not me for mine?