ā On Top of Old Smokey History:
A traditional folk song stemming from the United States, On Top of Old Smoky, often also written On Top of Old Smokey is a pop-chart reaching song often used as a nursery rhyme. In theĀ RoudĀ Folk Song Index it is categorized under number 414.Ā
While the exact dating of the song’s emergence from the Appalachian Mountains is fairly unclear, since back in the olden days the songs were more or less informal property of small local communities
The lesson of this song on the other hand is not really oneĀ that children will easily understand, describing the loss of love, with the story of the song being a sad heart’s story of aĀ false heartedĀ lover and the pain
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On Top of Old Smokey Lyrics:
On top of old Smokey,
All covered with snow,
I lost my true lover
From courtinā too slow.
From courtinā too slow, dear,
From courtinā too slow,
I lost my true lover
From courtinā too slow.
On top of old Smokey,
I went for to weep,
For a false-hearted lover
Is worse than a thief.
Is worse than a thief, dear,
Is worse than a thief,
For a false-hearted lover
Is worse than a thief.
For a thief, he will rob you,
Of all that you have,
But a false-hearted lover
Will send you to your grave.
Will send you to your grave, dear,
Will send you to your grave,
But a false-hearted lover
Will send you to your grave.
Heāll hug you and kiss you,
And tell you more lies,
Than the ties of the railroad
Or the stars in the skies.
The stars in the skies, dear,
The stars in the skies,
Heāll tell you more lies, dear,
than the stars in the skies.
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