I was born and raised in East Virginia
 North Carolina I did go
 And there I met some pretty little woman
 Her name and age I do not know

 Well her hair it was a of a light brown color
 And her cheeks were roby red
 And On her breast she wore white lilies
 Where I longed to lay my head

Well I rather be in some dark holler
Where the sun would never shine
Than to see you with another
And to know you never will be mine

Where I was born and raised in East Virginia
North Carolina I did go
And there I met some pretty little woman
And her name I did not know