With loud music in the background, she sat on top of me, started her slow dance of seduction. It was really dark in the room, I had hard time seeing her face. She has the face of a doll, with perfectly tanned skin. Then she took off her top, and brush her chest against my face, her skin feels cold to touch. And when she smiled at me, her eyes are cold to watch. I asked her where she is from, she said West Virginia. I had no idea where that is, but I knew it was a place far away. Dear Girl from West Virginia, I forgot to ask your name, I hope it isn't Jenny, and I wish you well...
SHE TOLD ME THAT HER NAME WAS JENNY
SHE LIVED IN A CABIN ON THE HILL
IN A COAL MINING TOWN IN WEST VIRGINIA
I LOVE JENNY AND I GUESS I ALWAYS WILL
I THOUGHT I WOULD ALWAYS WANT TO RAMBLE
I THOUGHT I WOULD NEVER SETTLE DOWN
WELL I MEET HER IN THE HILLS OF WEST VIRGINIA
IN THE HEART OF A COAL MINING TOWN
I LIKE THE SOUND OF THE COAL TRUCKS
BACK IN THE HILLS A HAULING COAL
WITH THE BEAUIFUL MOUNTAINS ALL AROUND ME
WEST VIRGINIA YOU HAVE WON MY HEART AND SOUL
IN THE HEART OF A COAL MINING TOWN
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