On Top Of Old Smokey

Verse On top of old Smokey all covered with snow I lost my true lover for courting too slow For courting's a pleasure and parting's a grief And a false hearted lover is worse than a thief For a thief will just rob you and take all your pay But a false hearted lover will lead you to the grave And the grave will decay you and turn you to dust Not one girl in a hundred that a poor boy can trust The'll hug you and kiss you and tell you more lies Than the crosswalks on the railroad and the stars in the sky So come all your maidens and listen to me Never place your affections on a green willow tree For the leaves they will wither and the roots they will die You'll all be forsaken and never know why Outro You'll all be forsaken and never know why