Green Rolling Hills

Oh, 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 mines grave is all
 I'll ever own
 There's hard times everywhere
 I can't find a dime to spare
 These are the worst times I've ever known
 But 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
 So I'll move away into some crowded city.
 In some northern factory town you'll find me there
 Though I'll leave the past behind
 I'll never change my mind
 These troubled times are more than I can bear
 But, 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
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 Someday, I'll go back to West Virginia
 To those green, rolling hills I love so well
 Oh, someday I'll go home and I know I'll right the wrong
 These hard times will follow me no more
 Oh, 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
 Though the times are sad and drear
 And I cannot linger here, they'll keep me
 And never let me go
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