The Road Not Taken

Down in the southwest Virginia town of Richlands
 I fell in love with an Appalachian girl
 She lived in a long line of little row houses
 On the side of an old strip mining hill
 She walked along on the jagged ridge
 And looked as far as she could see
 But the hills out there so up and down
 You only see as far as the next big ridge
 Everytime I see her face
 On the street in the hollow of on the hill
 Another time and another place
 I feel her in my heart still
 Everytime I see her face
 On the street in the hollow in the bend
 I see her in my mind and then
 I go down the road not taken... again
 Oh the coal dust sttles on the window display
 They have to change it about every other day
 Some things never change way out here
 An outsider could always remain that way
 She walked along on the jagged ridge
 She told me she was thinking of me
 But every time I tried to take her away
 She alway ran back to the rocks and the trees
 Everytime I see her face
 On the street in the hollow of on the hill
 Another time and another place
 I feel her in my heart still
 Everytime I see her face
 On the street in the hollow in the bend
 I see her in my mind and then
 I go down the road not taken... again
 Oh I went back there after many years
 So curious and so secretly
 As I looked on I held back a tear
 The road not taken overcoming me
 Oh I saw her she was sitting there
 Older, thinner on the front porch
 It seemed the light a little brighter there
 Or maybe I still carried the forgotten torch
 Everytime I see her face
 On the street in the hollow of on the hill
 Another time and another place
 I feel her in my heart still
 Everytime I see her face
 On the street in the hollow in the bend
 I see her in my mind and then
 I go down the road not taken... again