I've been pickin' on the same back porch since<br />I was just a boy with a dream<br />My daddy had a calf baby horse<br />Way down in the field, running baccer and beans<br />Preacher talk about heaven son, it sure sounds nice<br />At least I can tell them that I had me a slice<br />Nobody singing songs about Virginia<br />But sweet Virginia's always a singing to me<br /><br />Down some old back roads<br />Where the green grass grows<br />On down in the hills<br />Where the folks on horseback rode<br />Lordy, I'll tell the youngins when I grow old<br />What they all told me<br />Lord, they don't never sing songs about Virginia<br />But Virginia, she's always a singing to me<br /><br />I've got a lighter, I've got a bowl<br />I know a spot where the law don't go<br />Now we can smoke something<br />My daddy never grow back in his day<br /><br />Down some old back roads<br />Where the green grass grows<br />On down in the hills<br />Where the folks on horseback rode<br />Lordy, I'll tell the youngins when I grow old<br />What they all told me<br />Son, they don't never sing songs about Virginia<br />But Virginia's, she's always a singing to me
