On Top of Old Smokey lyrics

On top of old Smokey

All covered with snow

I lost my true lover

By courting too slow

For courting's a pleasure

But parting is grief

And a false hearted lover

Is worse than a thief

A thief he will rob you

And take what you save

A false hearted lover

Will send you to the grave

He'll hug you and kiss you

And tell you more lies

Than crossties on a railroad

Or stars in the skies

Your grave will decay you

And turn you to dust

Not a boy in ten thousand

A poor girl can trust

On top of old Smokey

All covered with snow

I lost my true lover

By courting too slow