My girl, my girl,
Don't lie to me:
Tell me where did you sleep last night?
In the pines,
In the pines,
Where the sun don't ever shine,
I would shiver the whole night through.

My girl, my girl,
Where will you go?
I'm going where the cold wind blows:
In the pines,
In the pines,
Where the sun don't ever shine,
I would shiver the whole night through.