Lyrics

From the flat plans of Ohio we drifted out one day
For the southern part of a journey
Underneath the bridge, the Ohio River sang
As we headed for the hills of West Virginia

And the red sun of the mornin' was smilin' through the trees
As the darkness of the night was quickly fadin'
And the fog hugged the road like a cloudy, cloudy sea
As we drove through the hills of West Virginia

And we smoked the tobacco and drank of the wine
And spoke of the forests we were passin'
And the road would wind and wind and wind
As we drove through the hills of West Virginia

And among all the wealth of the beauty that we passed
There was many old shacks a-growin' older
And we saw the broken bottles a-layin' on the grass
Where we drove through the hills of West Virginia

And once in awhile, we would stop by the road
And gaze at the womb of the valley
Almost wishin' for a path down below
Where we stopped in the hills of West Virginia

Up and down and all around we took our restless ride
And the rocks they were starin' cold and jagged
Where explosions of the powder had torn away the side
Where we drove through the hills of West Virginia

And the orange sun was fallin' on the southern border line
As the shadows of the night were now returnin'
And we knew the mountains followed us and watched us from behind
As we drove from the hills of West Virginia

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