On top of old smoky, all covered with snow. I lost my true lover, for courtin' too slow. For courtin's a pleasure, and parting is grief. And a false-hearted lover is worse than a thief. For a thief will just rob you and take all you pay. But a false-hearted lover will lead you astray. On top of old smoky all covered with snow. I lost my true lover for courtin' to slow. |
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