On Top of Old Smoky
1. On top of Old Smokey all covered with snow,
I lost my true lover from corting too slow.
2. For courting’s a pleasure and parting’s a grief,
And a false-hearted lover is worse than a thief.
3. A thief will just rob you and take what you have,
But a false-hearted lover will send you to the grave.
4. So come all you young maidens, and listen to me,
Never place your affections in a green willow tree.
5. The leaves they will wither and the roots they will die;
You’ll all be forsaken and never know why.