’老斯莫基’頂’
On Top of Old Smoky

’’老斯莫基’頂’’’’首民’’它最早’’’’’’’’’’’’’有’’蘭’蘇’蘭’’爾蘭傳統’移民中間’’們’’’’巴’’’’’’’’老斯莫基’’藍嶺’’中’’’’’’離’’羅’’’’’什維爾不遠’當’’’’’’’’候’那’’’’們唱’’’’首’’’首’成’邊疆最’’’’曲之’’’著’之’’遠遠’’’藍嶺’’’’’’’它’’’’國最’’喜’’民’之’’

’老斯莫基’頂’’
覆’著’’白雪’
我失’’我’’’’
都’我’’不夠迅捷’

’’倒’’件快’’
分手’’’難’’
假心’’’’
比竊賊’’’’

竊賊僅僅打’’’
掠奪’’’’’
’假心’’’’
’把’’’’’’墓’

’們’’’’’
說著’個’’個謊言’
’’’’’路’’木’
’’’’天’’’’’

’老斯莫斯’頂’’
覆’著’’白雪’
我失’’我’’’’
都’我’’不夠迅捷’

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On top of Old Smoky,
All covered with snow,
I lost my true lover
For courtin' too slow.

Now courtin's a pleasure
But partin' is grief,
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 send you to the grave

They'll hug you and kiss you
And tell you more lies
Than cross-ties on the railroad
Or stars in the skies.

On top of Old Smoky,
All covered with snow,
I lost my true lover
For courtin' too slow.
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