Вступление
On top of old Smokey all covered in snow
I lost my true lover by courting too slow
But courting’s pleasure but parting is grief
For a false hearted lover is worse than a thief
A thief he will just rob you take what you have
But a false hearted lover will take you to your grave
A grave will decay you turn you into dust
And there just isn’t one girl a poor boy can trust
So come all you lover’s and listen to me
Don’t place your affection on a green willow tree
The leave will all wither the roots will all die
Then you’ll be forgotten but you’ll never know why
On top of old Smokey all covered in snow
I lost my true lover by courting too slow
But courting’s pleasure but parting is grief
For a false hearted lover is worse than a thief