Hi,

This version collected from banjo picker Rufus Crisp by RG (anyone have more info?) is posted on Mudcat Discussion Forum. The last stanza is the same floater found in Bertha Beard's version from NC.

Rocky Mountain- sung by Rufus Crisp of Allen, KY, about 1953.

1. Rocky mountain, rocky hill
Rocky hill was grassy.
There I met a purty young miss,
Lord but she was sassy.

Chorus:   Lord Lord Lord
Lord but she was sassy.

2. How old are you, my purty little miss?
How old are you, my honey?
She answered me "Lord Lord
Be seventeen come Sunday."

Chorus:   Lord Lord Lord,
Be seventeen come Sunday."

3. Come go with me my purty little miss
Come go with me, miss Nancy.
She answered me "Lord, Lord
You'd better ask my mammy."

Chorus:   Lord Lord Lord,
You'd better ask my mammy."

4. Take my knapsack on my back
Rifle on my shoulder.
Goin' down to New Orleans
Goin' to be a soldier.

Chorus:   Lord Lord Lord,
Goin' to be a soldier.

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Richie