On top of Old smoky，all covered with snow.
I lost my true lover，for courin‘too show.
For courtin‘s a pleasure，and parting is grief.
And a false-hearted lover is worse than a thief.
For a thief will just rob you and take all you pay.
But a false-hearted lover will lead you astray.
On top of Old smoky all covered with snow.
I lost my true lover for courtin‘to slow.
，On top of Old smoky