—Bruce Phillips
Chorus:
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.
Oh it's hard times everywhere, I can't find a dime to spare,
These are the worst times I've ever known."
Chorus
Oh 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 will never change my mind,
These troubled times are more than I can bear.
Chorus
And 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 some wrongs,
These troubled times will follow me no more.
Yes, someday I'll go home, and I know I'll right ssome wrongs,
And these troubled times will follow me no more.
Verse & Chorus:
| I | V | I | I |
| IV | IV | V | V |
| I | I | IV | IV |
| I | V | I | I |