southern blues
bob cole
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WEST VIRGINIA BLUES
WRITTEN BY: BOB COLE AND DAVE CREPEAU
1ST VERSE
I WAS BORN AND RAISED BACK IN WEST VIRGINIA
NORTH CAROLINA SOON BECAME MY HOME
I WAS RAISED BY A PACK OF WOLVES
THEY SHOWED NO MERCY
I’M A LONE POOR BOY
AND I’M LEAVIN’ MY HOME
2ND VERSE
I HEADED OUT TO TENNESEE
TO SEE WHAT THEY HAD THERE
AND I SAW THE MINER
HE WAS LIVIN’ IN DISPAIR
HE WAS LIVIN’ OUT OF A HOLE IN THE GROUND
IT WAS DARK AND DUSTY
I’M A LONE POOR BOY A LONG WAY FROM MY HOME
3RD VERSE
THEN I HEADED OUT TO CALIFORNIA
TO SEE SOME FRIENDS OF MINE
THEY WERE ALL STONED ON REDS
OUT OF THERE HEADS GOING NOWHERE
GOOD GOD, I’M GOIN’ BACK TO WEST VIRGINIA
BACK TO THE HOME, I’VE LEARNED TO LOVE SO WELL
REPEAT 1ST VERSE
BUT I’M ON MY WAY BACK HOME
END
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