I'm lost in New York City
Craving for the south country
My sweet baby in our cabin on the creek
And the rolling green,
Green Virginia Sweep

Or take me down, down
To Knoxville or Nashville
The Tennessee stretch
Darlin' McFarland
Take me to Memphis
Where the whiskey will two step me
Down to New Orleans

I've never been to Texas
But my eyes they want to see
The sun going down
Over the lonely ground
Where the outlaws sleep
And the gold thirsty ran free
To my old Cripple Creek
Is in the hills and the fields of ages
Of the wild country

Oh Ma, gas is higher than it's ever been
They're passing new laws
And the war is still going on
And the rebel's still singing his victory songs
Late at night
I wait for the fireflies To light my dreams
And guide me back to Jenning's Creek Lane
Where I first felt and wore my full name

I've never been to Texas
But my eyes they want to see
The sun going down
Over the lonely ground
Where the outlaws sleep
And the gold thirsty ran free
To my old Cripple Creek
Is in the hills and the fields of ages
Of the wild country
So my sweet, Virginia
Roll On

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