Текст песни Misc Traditional - On Top Of 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 and parting's a grief
 And a false hearted lover is worse than a thief

 For a thief will just rob you and take all your pay
 But a false hearted lover will lead you to your grave

 And the grave will decay you and turn you to dust
 Not one boy in a hundred that a poor girl can trust

 The'll hug you and kiss you and tell you more lies
 Than the crosswalks on the railroad and the stars in the sky

 So come you young maidens and listen to me
 Never place your affections on a green willow tree 

 For the leaves will wither and the roots will die
 You'll all be forsaken and you'll never know why

 You'll all be forsaken and you'll never know why