those Virginia hills

(Verse 1)
I was raised where the river runs quick and clean,
Where the pine trees whisper like a mountain dream,
Mama sang sweet by the windowsill,
Rockin’ me to sleep in those Virginia hills.

(Verse 2)
Daddy swung an axe with a steady hand,
Said “Work this soil, boy—love this land.”
Told me “Run far, chase life’s thrill,”
But keep your heart safe in those Virginia hills.

(Chorus — fast and bright)
Oh, those Virginia hills, where the morning shines like gold,
Where the banjo’s pickin’ stories that never do get old.
I can roam this whole wide world, but I’m longing still
For the place that made me strong—those Virginia hills.

(Fiddle Break — fast, fiery bowing)

(Verse 3)
Found a girl with a laugh like summer rain,
We’d dance all night down the mountain lane,
Steel guitar slid sweet through the whippoorwill,
Love hit hard and fast in those Virginia hills.

(Chorus — driving banjo rolls)
Oh, those Virginia hills, where the morning shines like gold,
Where the banjo’s pickin’ stories that never do get old.
I can roam this whole wide world, but I’m longing still
For the place that made me strong—those Virginia hills.

(Bridge — energetic, fiddle + banjo duet)
And when the nights get long, and the world turns cold,
I hear that mountain wind sing the songs of old.
It pulls me homeward, and I always will
Find my soul again in those Virginia hills.

(Final Chorus — biggest, fastest)
Oh, those Virginia hills, they’re the rhythm in my bones,
Where the steel guitar is cryin’ like a heart that’s never grown.
Every trail I walk leads back, and it always will,
’Cause my heart was born to live in those Virginia hills.

(Tag)
Banjo snap, fiddle flare:
“Yeah—those Virginia hills!”

1930/7500

“Alright folks—grab your partners and stomp them boots! We’re takin’ a fast ride through the Blue Ridge tonight— straight back home to where the mountains kiss the sky. Hang on tight… this one’s called **‘Those Virginia Hills (Verse 1) I was raised where the river runs quick and clean, Where the pine trees whisper like a mountain dream, Mama sang sweet by the windowsill, Rockin’ me to sleep in those Virginia hills. (Verse 2) Daddy swung an axe with a steady hand, Said “Work this soil, boy—love this land.” Told me “Run far, chase life’s thrill,” But keep your heart safe in those Virginia hills. (Chorus — fast and bright) Oh, those Virginia hills, where the morning shines like gold, Where the banjo’s pickin’ stories that never do get old. I can roam this whole wide world, but I’m longing still For the place that made me strong—those Virginia hills. (Fiddle Break — fast, fiery bowing) (Verse 3) Found a girl with a laugh like summer rain, We’d dance all night down the mountain lane, Steel guitar slid sweet through the whippoorwill, Love hit hard and fast in those Virginia hills. (Chorus — driving banjo rolls) Oh, those Virginia hills, where the morning shines like gold, Where the banjo’s pickin’ stories that never do get old. I can roam this whole wide world, but I’m longing still For the place that made me strong—those Virginia hills. (Bridge — energetic, fiddle + banjo duet) And when the nights get long, and the world turns cold, I hear that mountain wind sing the songs of old. It pulls me homeward, and I always will Find my soul again in those Virginia hills. (Final Chorus — biggest, fastest) Oh, those Virginia hills, they’re the rhythm in my bones, Where the steel guitar is cryin’ like a heart that’s never grown. Every trail I walk leads back, and it always will, ’Cause my heart was born to live in those Virginia hills. (Tag) Banjo snap, fiddle flare: “Yeah—those Virginia hills!” -

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