Wild West Virginia - Daniel Johnston

I’m goin' back to the place that I used to call home

I’m goin' back to the place where the antelope never roam

Wild West Virginia

Home of the naive

This boy’d be mighty pleased to see them rollin' hills, rollin' hills

No I don’t like John Denver

But I always will remember those rollin' hills

I got a backwoods woman, underprivileged mama, farmer in the dell

Crooked politicians, crater bomb roads

But oh I love it so

Those rollin' hills

Wild West Virginia

Rollin' hills

Wild West Virginia

Get to shiverin' by the Ohio River in the cold winter

When a snowflake falls on your face you feel just like an iceberg

But I wouldn’t trade it for this sticky hot weather in Texas

I’m gonna make an exodus to them rollin' hills

Wild West Virginia

Rollin' hills

Wild West Virginia

I get this wheelin' feelin'

Singin' like Slim Whitman «Oh how I wanna go home»

Away from them big city slickers

Skinny intellectuals and them tall buildin’s

Back to wild West Virginia

Home of the naive

This boy’d be mighty pleased to see them rollin' hills

Wild West Virginia

Rollin' hills

God is an artist

And He painted a pretty picture

And He called it West Virginia

With those rollin' hills, rollin' hills, rollin' hills

Wild West Virginia

Wild West Virginia

Wild West Virginia