(September
2012)
you
won't find me
in
west virginny
with
no quarter to my name
you
won't find me
in
west virginny
kissing
my dear brother's dame
you
won't find me
in
west virginny
i
done took the train
arms
wrapped up around
my
dear brother's dame
out
in the holler
i'd
run moonshine for the boys
daddy
twanged the banjo
and
I joined him in the noise
sat
on the porch
with
my dear fiddle
daddy
sang a lot
and
I sang a little
the
youngin's was dancin'
the
tallest in the middle
brother
was missing
it
wasn't a riddle
out
in the holler
brother
shootin' dear
daddy
twanged the bajno
smellin'
dinner comin' near
yonder
in the holler
to
feed his family
chase
them doe eyed deer
in
his dear appalachy
threw
the kill in a sack
threw
it on it's back
onto
the dirt floor
of
our one story shack
we
all was happy
we
could taste
the
sappy blood of bambi
we
ran to the latrine
and
called upon our daddy
daddy
twanged the banjo
brother
skinned the deer
it
weren't quite dead
and
brother lost an ear
ran
off into the woods
to
resume her life
brother
cursed a lot
she
took off with his knife
buried
in her thick hide skin
it
was a present from his wife
down
at the table
no
one sayin' grace
all
were quiet
no
smiles on their face
we
dug in to our meatless stew
and
i suddenly felt displaced
i
said when i was young
that
when i grew taller
i
have a pretty dollar
run
off with
my
uncle's daughter
and
out this holler
so
i grabbed my brother's wife
our
first cousin jess
hopped
on a train
and
forgot about this mess
we'll
make a family of our own
move
to the city
into
a mobile home
i'll
work nights
leave
you and the twins alone
living
in sin
living
with ma kin
if
i had another dollar
i'd
do it all again
goodbye
west virginny
goodbye
for now
goodbye
west virginny
won't
come back
no
way no how.
Well done!
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