On Top of Old Smoky

On top of old Smokey all covered with snow

I lost my true lover for courtin' too slow

Oh courtin's a pleasure parting is grief

And a false hearted lover is worse than a thief

A thief will just rob you take all that you have

But false hearted lovers take you to your grave

The grave will decay you turn you into dust

And it just isn't one girl a poor boy can trust

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So come all you lovers and listen to me

Don't place your affection on a green willow tree

The leaves will all wither the roots will all die

Then you'll be forgotten but you'll never know why

On top of old Smokey all covered with snow

I lost my true lover for a courtin' too slow