East Virginia
Traditional - Buell Kazee

When I left East Virginia, North Carolina I did roam
There I called at a fair youn lady, what was her name I didnot know

Her hair, it was all dark brown curly, her cheeks they were all rosy red
Upon her breast she wore a ribbon, for that I wish I was there

Her papa said that we might mary, her mama said it would not do
Oh, come here, dear, and I will tell you, I will tell you waht I'll do

Some dark night we'll take a ramble, I will run away with you
Or I'd rather be in some dark holler, where the sun refuse to shine
As for you to be some other mad woman (...) to call you mine

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