On Top Of Old Smoky

On top of old Smokey, all covered in snow I lost my true lover, by courtin' too slow On top of old Smokey, I went there to weep For a false hearted lover, is worse than a thief A thief he will rob you, and take what you save But a false hearted lover, will put you in your grave On top of old Smokey, all covered in snow I lost my true lover, by courtin' too slow They'll hug you and kiss you, then tell you more lies Than the crossties on the railroad, or the stars in the skies On top of old Smoke, all covered in snow I lost my true lover, by courtin' too slow