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.