Green Rolling Hills

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 miner's grave is all you'll ever own
'Cause the hard times are everywhere
I can't find a dime to spare
These are the worst times I've ever known
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 could bear
But someday I'll go back to West Virginia
To the green rolling hills I love so well
Yes, someday I'll go home
And I know I'll right the wrong
These troubled times will follow me no more
Yes, someday I'll go home
And I know I'll right the wrong
These troubled times will follow me no more