| I met Virginia two summers ago
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| Up in them mountains teaching school
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| All alone in a one room shack
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| Teaching the children all she knew
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| We spent a lot of hours together
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| And one day she said she’d love me for all time
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| And I’m in love with my Virginia
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| And I hope she don’t change her mind
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| We took a trip to Montana
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| Guess we were looking for gold
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| Never saw a trace of it
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| But it was everywhere we were told
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| Worked in a mine for thirteen hours every day
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| I took one look at my Virginia
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| And knew she wasn’t meant to live that way
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| The going was rough
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| But she treated me so kind
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| I’m in love with Miss Virginia
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| And I hope she don’t change her mind
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| Now we’re back in Carolina
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| Up in them Smokies where we belong
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| Never knew why we went away
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| Can’t understand why we were gone
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| Been with her twenty years
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| And all those years she made me feel so fine
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| And she still tells me that she loves me
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| And I hope she don’t change her mind
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| And I hope she don’t change her mind |