In coal minin' country, green rollin' hillsWell, my true love is waitin', for he loves meI had to go with my ramblin' waysI'm always thinkin' of him, for the sweet love we madeThe last time I saw him, we did the West Virginia waltzThe West Virginia waltzNo one holds a flame to youSo I came back home, with what treasures I have madeJust to be your loving wife, with kids on the waySo I found your road, then I ran to your gateI was calling out your name, but now you sleep under the clayThe last time I saw him, we did the West Virginia waltzThe West Virginia waltzNo one holds a flame to youThе last time I saw him, we did the West Virginia waltzThe West Virginia waltzNo one holds a flame to youWell, we did the West Virginia waltzThe West Virginia waltzNo one holds a flame to you
