On Top of Old Smokey

On Top of Old Smokey - The Hit Co.

On top of Old Smokey

All covered with snow

I lost my true lover

For courting too slow

For courting's a pleasure

But parting is grief

And a false-hearted lover

Is worse than a thief

A thief will just rob you

And take what you have

But a false-hearted lover

Will lead you to your grave

They'll hug you and kiss you

And tell you more lies

Than crossties on a railroad

Or stars in the sky

On top of Old Smokey

All covered with snow

I lost my true lover

For courting too slow