Misc Originals – Chris Cole - Pride Of The Hills (Guitar)

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The chestnut trees once ruled this sacred land,

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Where coal dust lingers on a working man’s hand.

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The ridges hum with songs of the whippoorwill,

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And evening dew sweetens the air, soft and still.

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West Virginia, where the stars seem close,

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Through the black birch forests, my spirit knows.

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The bloom of wild orchids, so bright and serene,

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The pride of the hills, where my soul feels seen.

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Wild ramps rise in spring where the soil runs black,

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On trails that twist like the Allegheny’s back.

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The harvest moon lays gold on the sycamore,

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A beacon that calls me to my home once more.

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The Plateau stretches wide, ancient and bold,

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A fortress of stone, its stories untold.

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The evening dew rises as shadows fall,

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And I hear the land whisper, calling through it all.

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West Virginia, where the stars seem close,

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Through the black birch forests, my spirit knows.

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The bloom of wild orchids, so bright and serene,

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The pride of the hills, where my heart feels serene.

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With each mountain I climb, your love I find,

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West Virginia, you will always be mine.