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On top of old smokey

On top of old smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
By courtin' so 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 the grave

And the grave will decay you
Turn you to dust
Not one boy in a hundred
A poor girl can trust
How True

They hug you and kiss you
Tell you more lies
Than cross ties on the railroad
Or stars in the sky

So come all you young maidens
And listen to me
Never place your affections
On a green willow tree

For the leaves they will whither
The roots will die
You'll all be forsaken
And never know why