Lyrics:

(Utah Phillips)

Oh, the green rolling hills of West Virginia
Are the neartest thing to heaven that I know
Though the times are sad and drear and I cannot linger here
The'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 everywhere, I can't find a dime to spare
These are the worst times I've ever known.

But the green rolling hills of West Virginia
Are the neartest thing to heaven that I know
Though the times are sad and drear and I cannot linger here
The'll keep me and never let me go.

--- Instrumental ---

So I'll move away into some crowded city
In some northern factory town you'll find me here
Though I'll leave the past behind I'll never change my mind
These troubled times are more than I can bear.

But the green rolling hills of West Virginia
Are the neartest thing to heaven that I know
Though the times are sad and drear and I cannot linger here
The'll keep me and never let me go.

--- Instrumental ---

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...