On Top Of Old Smokey    
         
 
On top of old Smokey
all covered with snow
I lost my true lover
for courting too slow
 
For courting's a pleasure
and parting's a grief
but a false-hearted lover
is worse than a thief
 
For a thief will just rob you
and take what you have
but a false-hearted lover
will lead you to the grave
 
And the grave will decay you
and turn you to dust
not one boy (girl) in a hundred
a poor girl (boy) can trust
 
They'll hug you and kiss you
and tell you more lies
than cross-ties in the railroad
or stars in the skies
 
So come all you young lovers
and listen to me
never place your affection
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
 
cross-ties = pieces of wood holding railway tracks together.
 
 
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.......other version:
 
On top of old Smokey
on the mountain so high
where the wild birds and turtle doves
can hear my sad cry
 
Sparking is a pleasure
paritng is a grief
but a false hearted lover
is worse than a thief
 
They'll tell you they love you
to give your heart ease
and as soon as your back's turned
they'll love who they please
 
I wrote him a letter
in red rosy lines
he sent it back to me
all twisted in twine
 
He says keep your love letters
and I'll keep mine
you write to your true love
and I'll write to mine
 
 


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