Went up on the mountain To get a load of pine I put it on the wagon And I broke down behind 
Chorus Run mountain, chuck a little hill Run mountain, chuck a little hill Run mountain, chuck a little hill There you’ll get your fill 
When I was real hard at work I set down to play Thinking of my old true love She’s many miles away 
Me six miles from my home And the chickens crowing for day Me upstairs with another man’s wife Better be getting away 
lf I had a needle and thread As fine as I could sew I’d sew my true love to my side And down the road I’d go 
I went up on the mountain To give my horn a blow I thought I heard my true love say That’s coming from my beau 
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