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“On top of old Smokey, All covered in snow, I lost my true lover By courting too slow. On top of old Smokey, I went there to weep For a false-hearted lover Is worse than a thief. For a thief he will rob you, And take what you have, But a false-hearted lover Will put you in your grave. They'll hug you and kiss you And tell you more lies Than cross ties on the railroad Or the stars in the skies. So come all you young maidens And listen to me: Never place your affections On a green willow tree, For the leaves they will whither And the roots will die, And you'll all be forsaken And never know why.” — Anonymous
On top of old Smokey,
All covered in snow,
I lost my true lover
By courting too slow.
On top of old Smokey,
I went there to weep
For a false-hearted lover
Is worse than a thief.
For a thief he will rob you,
And take what you have,
But a false-hearted lover
Will put you in your grave.
They'll hug you and kiss you
And tell you more lies
Than cross ties on the railroad
Or the stars in the skies.
So come all you young maidens
And listen to me:
Never place your affections
On a green willow tree,
For the leaves they will whither
And the roots will die,
And you'll all be forsaken
And never know why.