Unknown Artist — On Top Of Old Smokey

ON TOP OF OLD SMOKY On top of old Smoky, all covered with snow I lost my true lover from courting too slow Though courting's a pleasure and parting is grief A false-hearted lover is worse than a thief For a thief will just rob you and take what you have But a false-hearted lover will lead you to the grave The grave will decay you and turn you to dust Not one boy in a thousand a poor girl can trust He'll hug you and kiss you and tell you more lies Than cross-ties on a railroad or stars in the skies Recorded by Ives @love Filename[ OLDSMOKY SF ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY