Vaughn Monroe
On Top of Old Smokey
On top of old smokey all covered with snowI lost my true lover for courting too slowFor courting's a pleasure and parting's a griefAnd a false hearted lover is worse than a thiefFor a thief will just rob you and take all you saveBut a false hearted lover will lead you to the graveAnd the grave will decay you and turn you to dustNot one girl in a hundred a poor boy can trustThey'll hug you and kiss you and tell you more liesThan cross lines on a railroad or stars in the skiesSo come all your maidens and listen to meNever place your affections on a green willow treeFor the leaves they will wither and the roots they will dieYou'll all be forsaken and never know why.
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