The green rolling hills of west virginia Are the nearest thing to heaven that I know Though the times are sad and drear And I cannot linger here They'll keep me and never let me go
My daddy said don't ever be a miner For a miner's grave is all you'll ever own 'cause the hard times everywhere I can't find a dime to spare These are the worst times I've ever known
So I'll move away into some crowded city In some northern factory town you'll find me here Though I'll leave the past behind I'll never change my mind These trouble times are more than I can bear
But someday I'll go back to west virginia To the green rolling hills I love so well Yes someday I'll go home And I know I'll right the wrong These trouble times will follow me no more
Yes someday I'll go home And I know I'll right the wrong These trouble times will follow me no more
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