On top of Old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
For courtin’ too slow
For courtin’s a pleasure
And parting is grief
And a false-hearted lover
Is worse than a thief
For a thief will just rob you
And take all your pay
But a false-hearted lover
Will lead you astray
On top of Old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
For courtin’ too slow
Saturday, 7 May 2011
On Top of Old Smoky
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