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Old Smoky
On top of Old Smoky, all covered with snow
I lost my true lover, by sparking too slow.
Sparking is pleasure, parting is grief
And a false-hearted lover is worse than a thief.
A thief can rob you and take what you have
But a false hearted lover will take you to your grave.
The grave will decay you and turn you to dust
There ain’t one girl out of twenty that a poor boy can trust.
They will tell you they love you to give your heart ease
But as soon as your back’s turned they’ll court whom they please.
It’s a rainin’, it’s a hailing, the moon gives no light
Your horses can’t travel this dark lonesome night.
Go put up your horses and feed them some hay
Come sit you down by me as long as you stay
My horses ain’t hungry, they won’t eat your hay
So farewell my little darling, I’ll feed on my way.
I will drive on to Georgia and write you my mind,
My mind is to marry and leave you behind
Your parents are against me, mine are the same
If I’m down on your book, love, please rub off my name.
I go up on Old Smoky, on the mountain so high
Where the wild birds and the turtle doves can hear my sad cry.
As soon as the dew drops grow on the green lawn
Last night she was with me tonight she is gone.
I can love little or I can love long
I can love an old sweetheart till a new one comes on.
I can hug, I can kiss them, and prove to them kind
I can turn my back upon them and also my mind
_Author Unknown
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