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On top of old Smokey

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All covered with snow

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I lost my true lover 

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From (a-)courting too slow

Now courting is pleasure

And parting is grief

And a false hearted lover 

Is worse than a thief

A thief will just rob you 

And take what you have

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 hundred 

A poor girl can trust

They hug you and kiss you

And tell you more lies

Than cross-ties on the railroad

Or stars in the sky

So come all young maidens

And listen to me

Never place your affections

On a green willow tree

The leaves they will whither

The roots they will die

You'll all be forsaken

And never know why