Harry Belafonte Springfield Mountain (to-roo-de-nay)
On Springfield mountain there did dwell
A handsome youth I knew him well
This handsome youth one day did go
Down to the meadow for to mow
Tu-rudy-nay, tu-rudy-new, tu-rudy-nay-tu-rudy-new
Tu-rudy-nay, tu-rudy-new, tu-rudy-nay-tu-rudy-new
He had not mowed quite 'round the field
When a poison serpent bit his heel
They took him home to Molly dear
Which made him feel so very queer
Tu-rudy-nay, tu-rudy-new, tu-rudy-nay-tu-rudy-new
Tu-rudy-nay, tu-rudy-new, tu-rudy-nay-tu-rudy-new
Now Molly had two ruby lips
With which the poison she did sip
But Molly had a rotten tooth
And so the poison killed them both
Tu-rudy-nay, tu-rudy-new, tu-rudy-nay-tu-rudy-new
Tu-rudy-nay, tu-rudy-new, tu-rudy-nay-tu-rudy-new