Burl Ives songs

On Top of Old Smoky

On top of old smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
From a courtin' too slow

On top of old smokey
I went there to weep
A false hearted lover
Is worse than a thief

For a thief, he will rob you
And take what you have
But a false hearted lover
Will send you to your grave

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

When Johnny Comes Marching Home

When Johnny comes marching home again
Hurrah! Hurrah!
We'll give him a hearty welcome then
Hurrah! Hurrah!
The men will cheer and the boys will shout
The ladies they will all turn out
And we'll all feel gay
When Johnny comes marching home.
The old church bell will peal with joy
Hurrah! Hurrah!
To welcome home our darling boy,
Hurrah! Hurrah!
The village lads and lassies say