On Top of Old Smokey - The Hit Co.
On top of Old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
For courting too slow
For courting's a pleasure
But parting is grief
And a false-hearted lover
Is worse than a thief
A thief will just rob you
And take what you have
But a false-hearted lover
Will lead you to your grave
They'll hug you and kiss you
And tell you more lies
Than crossties on a railroad
Or stars in the sky
On top of Old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
For courting too slow
