Muswell Hillbilly - Live at Carnegie Hall

Well I said goodbye to Rosie Rooke this morning
 I'm gonna miss her bloodshot alcoholic eyes
 She wore her Sunday hat so she'd impress me
 I'm gonna carry her memory till the day I die
 They'll move me up to Muswell Hill tomorrow
 Photographs and souvenirs are all I've got
 They're gonna try and make me change my way of living
 But they'll never make me something that I'm not
 'Cos I'm a Muswell Hillbilly boy
 But my heart lies in Old West Virginia
 Never seen New Orleans, Oklahoma, Tennessee
 Still I dream of those black hills that I ain't never seen
 They're putting us in identical little boxes
 No character just uniformity
 They're trying to build a computerized community
 But they'll never make a Zombie out of me
 They'll try and make me study elocution
 Because they say my accent isn't right
 They can clear the slums as part of their solution
 But they're never gonna kill my cockney pride
 'Cos I'm a Muswell Hillbilly boy
 But my heart lies in old west Virginia
 Though my hills, they're not green I've seen them in my dreams
 Take me back to those black hills that I ain't never seen
 Well I'm a Muswell Hillbilly boy
 But my heart lies in old west Virginia
 Though my hills, they're not green I've seen them in my dreams
 Take me back to those black hills that I ain't never seen