Misc Traditional – West Virginia Hills (Guitar)

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Oh, the West Virginia hills! How majestic and how grand,

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With their summits bathed in glory, Like our Prince Immanuel's Land!

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Is it any wonder then, That my heart with rapture thrills,

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As I stand once more with loved ones On those West Virginia hills?

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Oh, the hills, beautiful hills, How I love those West Virginia hills!

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If o'er sea o'er land I roam, Still I'll think of happy home,

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And my friends among the West Virginia hills.

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Oh, the West Virginia hills! Where my childhood hours were passed,

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Where I often wandered lonely, And the future tried to cast;

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Many are our visions bright, Which the future ne'er fulfills;

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But how sunny were my daydreams On those West Virginia hills!

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Oh, the hills, beautiful hills, How I love those West Virginia hills!

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If o'er sea o'er land I roam, Still I'll think of happy home,

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And my friends among the West Virginia hills.

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Oh, the West Virginia hills! How unchang'd they seem to stand,

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With their summits pointed skyward To the Great Almighty's Land!

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Many changes I can see, Which my heart with sadness fills;

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But no changes can be noticed In those West Virginia hills.

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Oh, the hills, beautiful hills, How I love those West Virginia hills!

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If o'er sea o'er land I roam, Still I'll think of happy home,

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And my friends among the West Virginia hills.

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Oh, the West Virginia hills! I must bid you now adieu.

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In my home beyond the mountains I shall ever dream of you;

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In the evening time of life, If my Father only wills,

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I shall still behold the vision Of those West Virginia hills.