Written by Utah Phillips
Eb Bb Eb The green rolling hills of West Virginia Ab Bb Are the nearest thing to heaven that I know Eb Tho the times are sad and drear Ab And I cannot linger here Eb Bb Eb They'll keep me and never let me go Eb Bb Eb My daddy said don't ever be a miner Ab Bb For a miner's grave is all you'll ever own Eb 'Cause the hard times everywhere Ab I can't find a dime to spare Eb Bb Eb These are the worst times I've ever known Eb Bb Eb The green rolling hills of West Virginia Ab Bb Are the nearest thing to heaven that I know Eb Tho the times are sad and drear Ab And I cannot linger here Eb Bb Eb They'll keep me and never let me go Eb Bb Eb So I'll move away into some crowded city Ab Bb In some northern factory town you'll find me there Eb Tho I'll leave the past behind Ab I'll never change my mind Eb Bb Eb These troubled times are more than I can bear Eb Bb Eb The green rolling hills of West Virginia Ab Bb Are the nearest thing to heaven that I know Eb Tho the times are sad and drear Ab And I cannot linger here Eb Bb Eb They'll keep me and never let me go Eb Bb Eb But someday I'll go back to West Virginia Ab Bb To the green rolling hills I love so well Eb Yes, someday I'll go home Ab And I know I'll right the wrong Eb Bb Eb These troubled times will follow me no more Eb Yes, someday I'll go home Ab And I know I'll right the wrong Eb Bb Eb Bb Eb These troubled times will follow me no more