My Clinch Mountain Home

Far away on a hill to sunny mountain side
 Many years ago we parted, my little Ruth and I
 From the sunny mountain side
 She clung to me and trembled when I told her we must part
 She said, "Don't go my darling, it almost breaks my heart
 To think of you, so far apart"
 Carry me back to old Virginia
 Back to my clinch mountain home
 Carry me back to old Virginia
 Back to my old mountain home
 I fold my arms around her, leaned her head upon my breast
 I told her I would wed her when I came back from the west
 At my old clinch mountain home
 In my hand I hold a picture of the old home far away
 In the other one my sweetheart I'm thinking of today
 On the sunny mountain side
 Carry me back to old Virginia
 Back to my clinch mountain home
 Carry me back to old Virginia
 Back to my old mountain home
 My mother's old and feeble, my father's getting gray
 I'm going back to Virginia and I expect to stay
 At my old, clinch mountain home
 Carry me back to old Virginia
 Back to my clinch mountain home
 Carry me back to old Virginia
 Back to my old mountain home