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Bing Crosby( Harry Lillis Crosby )
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On Top Of Old Smokey - With Burl Ives
Lyricist:Burl Ives, Traditional
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
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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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