| Mhm mhm I was New York City bound when I left my old hometown
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| But I got hung up like a fool somehow along the way
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| Lord God her name was Sally she lived in the Kanawha Valley
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| Just outside of Charleston West Virginia US of A
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| Sally done me down and dirty really put that hurtin' on me
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| Reckon how she must have got her kicks that’a way
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| She turned me every way but loose blew my mind and cooked my goose
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| And stomped my Georgia soul into that West Virginia clay
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| Now I’m walkin' back to Georgia cryin' Lord I feel like I’m a dyin'
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| Everything I try to do right seems to turn out wrong
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| I met a gal from West Virginia that woman sure enough sent me home
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| With my hat in my hand
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| A hummin' some old worn out song like a man whose mind is gone uh huh huh |