On Top of Old Smokey

On Top of Old Smoky - Pete Seeger

Written by：Pete Seeger

On top of old smokey all covered with snow

I lost my true lover for courting so slow

For courting's a pleasure but parting's a grief

And a false hearted lover is worse than a thief

So a thief will just rob you

And take what you have

But a false hearted lover will lead you to the grave

The grave will decay you and turn you to dust

Not one boy in a hundred a poor girl can trust

They'll hug you and kiss you and tell you more lies

Than cross lines on a railroad or stars in the skies

So come all your young maidens and listen to me

Never place your affections on a green willow tree

For the leaves they will wither

And the roots they will die

You'll all be forsaken and never know why

On top of old smokey all covered with snow

I lost my true lover for courting so slow