On top of old smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
From a courtin' too slow
On top of old smokey
I went there to weep
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
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
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