On Top Of Old Smokey

On Top Of Old Smokey - The Troubador Singers

On top of old Smokey

All covered with snow

I lost my true lover

For a courting to slow

Courting's a pleasure

And parting is grief

And a false hearted lover

Is worse than a thief

For a thief

He will rob you

And take what you have

But a false hearted lover

Will send you to your grave

She'll hug you and kiss you

And tell you more lies

Than the cross ties on the railroad

Or the stars in the skies

On top of old smokey

All covered with snow

I lost my true lover

From a courtin' too slow