Went out on the mountain
I didn’t go there to stay
I fell in love with a pretty little girl
You ought to have me stay

Oh ain’t that skippin’ and a-flyin’ my gal
Ain’t that skippin’ and a-flyin’

Went out on the mountain
And I gave my horn a blow
You ought to seen those pretty little girls
Come running to the door

Oh ain’t that skippin’ and a-flyin’ my gal
Ain’t that skippin’ and a-flyin’

Wouldn't marry a poor girl
I'll tell you the reason why
She's so tall and skinny
She'd make the biscuits fry

Oh ain’t that skippin’ and a-flyin’ my gal
Ain’t that skippin’ and a-flyin’

Wouldn't marry a rich gal
I'll tell you the reason why
Her hair is so long and stringy
I'm afraid she'd never die
Oh ain’t that skippin’ and a-flyin’ my gal
Ain’t that skippin’ and a-flyin’

Wouldn’t marry a black gal
I'll tell you the reason why
She’s so black and greasy
I'm afraid she'd mortify

Oh ain’t that skippin’ and a-flyin’ my gal
Ain’t that skippin’ and a-flyin’

Went to see my sweetheart
She called me sugar plum
She threw her arms around my neck
Well I thought my time had come

Oh ain’t that skippin’ and a-flyin’ my gal
Ain’t that skippin’ and a-flyin’