same
back porch since I was just a boy with a dream
My daddy had a calf, baby horse
Down by the field runnin'
backer and beads
Preachin' talk about heaven,
son, it sure sounds nice
At least I can tell them that
I had me a slice
Nobody singin' songs about
Virginia
But sweet
Virginia's always a -slingin' to me
Down some old back roads
Where the green grass grows,
on down in the hills
Where the folks on horseback row
Lordy, I'll tell the youngins,
when I grow old
What they all told me
Lord, they never sing songs about
Virginia
But sweet
Virginia's always a -singin'
to me
I've got a lighter, I've got a bowl
I know a spot where the light don't go
Now he can smoke some,
my daddy never crowed back in his day
Down some old back roads,
where the green grass grows
On down on the hills,
where the folks on horseback rode
Lordy, I'll tell the young
'uns when I grow old
What they all told me
But son, they never sing a song about
Virginia
But sweet
Virginia's always a -singin'
to me
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