T:On Top Of Old Smoky
I:C:CFFF FCCC CGGG GCCC
T:On Top of Old Smoky
Q:1/4=120 %set tempo
On [C]top of Old [F]Smoky, all covered with [C]snow,
I lost my true [G7]lover, by a courtin' too [C]slow.
Well a-courting's a [F]pleasure, and parting is [C]grief.
But a false hearted [G7]lover is worse than a [C]thief.
A thief he will [F]rob you and take all you [C]save,
but a false hearted [G7]lover will send you to your [C]grave.
And the grave will de-[F]cay you and turn you to [C]dust.
And where is the [G7]young man a poor girl can [C]trust?
They'll hug you and [F]kiss you and tell you more [C]lies,
than the crossties on the [G7]rail road, or the stars in the [C]skies.
They'll tell you they [F]love you, just to give your heart [C]ease.
But the minute your [G7]back's turned, they'll court whom they [C]please.
So come all you young [F]maidens and listen to [C]me.
Never place your af-[G7]fection on a green willow [C]tree.
For the leaves they will [F]wither and the roots they will [C]die,
And your true love will [G7]leave you, and you'll never know [C]why.