On top of old smokey All covered with snow I lost my true sweet heart By courtin' too slow For meetin' is a pleasure And parting is sweet And a false hearted lover Is worse than a thief They will tell you they love you Just to give your heart ease And a soon as your back is turned They'll court who they please They'll hug you and kiss you And tell you more lies Then cross ties in a rail road Or stars in the skies I'll go up on smokey On the mountain so high Where the wild birds and the turtle doves Can hear my sad cry On top of old Smokey All covered with snow I lost my true sweet heart For courting too slow