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Ole Smokey
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
For a courting to slow.
Yes courting's a pleasure
And parting is grief
And a false hearted lover
Is worse than a thief.
She'll kiss you, she'll hug you
And tell you more lies
Than the cross ties on a railroad
Or the stars in the sky.
Let me tell you 'bout my baby
She's like bad brandy wine
The first time I kissed her
She drove me out my mind.
She's a Baltimore special
Got a fine brown frame
When you see her in motion
Evil woman is her name.
Did I tell you 'bout the Eastman
Lord what a shame
He run off with my baby
And scandalized my name.
Well I went up on a mountain top
To call my baby back
She was gone with that Eastman
Down that lonesome railroad track.
If I ever see that Eastman
I'll shoot him with my gun
I'll cut him with my long Jones
And dare that pimp to run.
Little Liza, little Liza
I couldn't sleep last night
Come on back home baby
Everything will be all right.
Let me tell you, let me tell you
I don't care what you say
If my woman ever comes back
I'll give my life away.
If you ever see a dark cloud
A-rollin' in the sky
It's my woman gone to heaven
With a tear drop in her eye.
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
For a-courting to slow...
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For a-courting to slow...
I lost my true lover
All covered with snow
On top of old Smokey
With a tear drop in her eye.
It's my woman gone to heaven
A-rollin' in the sky
If you ever see a dark cloud
I'll give my life away.
If my woman ever comes back
I don't care what you say
Let me tell you, let me tell you
Everything will be all right.
Come on back home baby
I couldn't sleep last night
Little Liza, little Liza
And dare that pimp to run.
I'll cut him with my long Jones
I'll shoot him with my gun
If I ever see that Eastman
Down that lonesome railroad track.
She was gone with that Eastman
To call my baby back
Well I went up on a mountain top
And scandalized my name.
He run off with my baby
Lord what a shame
Did I tell you 'bout the Eastman
Evil woman is her name.
When you see her in motion
Got a fine brown frame
She's a Baltimore special
She drove me out my mind.
The first time I kissed her
She's like bad brandy wine
Let me tell you 'bout my baby
Or the stars in the sky.
Than the cross ties on a railroad
And tell you more lies
She'll kiss you, she'll hug you
Is worse than a thief.
And a false hearted lover
And parting is grief
Yes courting's a pleasure
For a courting to slow.
I lost my true lover
All covered with snow
On top of old Smokey
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