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Greg Brown
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Old Smokey
On top of Old Smokey, All covered with snow, I lost my true lover, For courting too slow.
For courting's a pleasure, But parting is grief, And a false-hearted lover, Is worse than a thief.
A thief will just rob you, And take what you have, But a false-hearted lover, Will lead you to your grave.
The grave will decay you, And turn you to dust, Not one boy in a hundred Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com A poor girl can trust.
They'll hug you and kiss you, And tell you more lies, Than crossties on a railroad, Or stars in the sky.
So come ye young maidens, And listen to me, Never place your affection In a green willow tree.
For the leaves they will wither, The roots they will die, And you'll be forsaken, And never know why.
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