Troublemaker

On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
A-courting too slow
A-courting's a pleasure
And flirting's a grief
A false-hearted lover
Is worse than a thief
She'll hug you and kiss you
And tell you more lies
Than the cross-ties on the railroad
Or the stars in the skies
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
A-courting too slow