On top of old smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true sweet heart
By courtin' too slow
For meetin' is a pleasure
And parting is sweet
And a false hearted lover
Is worse than a thief
They will tell you they love you
Just to give your heart ease
And a soon as your back is turned
They'll court who they please
They'll hug you and kiss you
And tell you more lies
Then cross ties in a rail road
Or stars in the skies
I'll go up on smokey
On the mountain so high
Where the wild birds and the turtle doves
Can hear my sad cry
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true sweet heart
For courting too slow

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