Wild West Virginia

(Album: Songs Of Pain - 1981)

I'm going back to the place that I used to call home
I'm going back to the place where the antelope never roam
Wild West Virginia
Home of the naive

This boy'd be mighty pleased to see them rolling hills, rolling hills
No I don't like John Denver
But I always will remember those rolling hills
I got a backwoods woman, underprivileged mama, farmer in the dell
Crooked politicians, crater bomb roads
But oh I love it so

Those rolling hills
Wild West Virginia
Rolling hills
Wild West Virginia

Get to shivering by the Ohio River in the cold winter
When a snowflake falls on your face you feel just like an iceberg
But I wouldn't trade it for this sticky hot weather in Texas
I'm gonna make an exodus to them rolling hills

Wild West Virginia
Rolling hills
Wild West Virginia

I get this wheeling feeling
Singing like Slim Whitman "Oh how I wanna go home"
Away from them big city slickers
Skinny intellectuals and them tall buildin's
Back to wild West Virginia
Home of the naive

This boy'd be mighty pleased to see them rolling hills
Wild West Virginia
Rolling hills

God is an artist
And He painted a pretty picture
And He called it West Virginia
With those rolling hills, rolling hills, rolling hills
Wild West Virginia
Wild West Virginia
Wild West Virginia