Chords with lyrics
WEST VIRGINIA MY HOME
by Hazel Dickens
Album: A augmentedA Few Old Memories (1987)
Hazel Dickens (1925-2011) was considered a pioneer among women in bluegrass music.
She was a feminist and a pro-union singer, famous for her political positions as much as her songs.
If you have a mandolin, now would be a good time to play it!
Capo on 1st fret
Original in D#D#
CHORUS
D MajorD G+G
West Virginia, oh my home
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West Virginia, where I belong
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In the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet
G+G
I slip away like a bird in flight
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Back to those hills, the place that I call home
VERSE 1
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It's been years now since I left there
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And this city life's about got the best of me
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I can't remember why I left so free what I wanted to do, what I wanted to see,
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But I can sure remember where I come from.
CHORUS
D MajorD G+G
West Virginia, oh my home
D MajorD A augmentedA
West Virginia, where I belong
D MajorD
In the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet
G+G
I slip away like a bird in flight
D MajorD A augmentedA D MajorD
Back to those hills, the place that I call home
MANDOLIN SOLO
VERSE 2
D MajorD G+G
Well I paid the price for the leavin'
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And this life I have is not one I thought I'd find
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Just let me live, love, let my cry, but when I go just let me die
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Among the friends who'll remember me when I'm gone
CHORUS
D MajorD G+G
West Virginia, oh my home
D MajorD A augmentedA
West Virginia, where I belong
D MajorD
In the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet
G+G
I slip away like a bird in flight
D MajorD A augmentedA D MajorD
Back to those hills, the place that I call home
BRIDGE
G+G ( A augmentedA ) D MajorD A augmentedA
Home, home, home I can see it so clear in my mind
G+G ( A augmentedA ) D MajorD A augmentedA
Home, home, home I can almost smell the honeysuckle vines
ENDING CHORUS (partial)
D MajorD
In the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet
G+G
I slip away like a bird in flight
D MajorD A augmentedA D MajorD
Back to those hills, the place that I call home