Lyrics:

On the hills of both Virginias
I've crossed a weary mile
And on bended knee
I will sing to thee
As I tie my shoe
One moonlit night in the canyon
I talked about my dreams
Only bugs heard the call
They don't hear me at all
And now I talk in my sleep
When winter comes I'll be way up ahead
Because right now it seems so cold
I need her in my arms baby set my alarm
Because otherwise I'd sleep till sleeping was dead
And when I get home to my baby
She going to wear my grandma's ring
And hand in hand we will tell a man
I do
I definitely do
But I won't get drunk without her
And I won't do her no harm
Because she's the sweetest blackberry wine
From here to there

County line