East Virginia (Traditional)
I was born and raised in East Virginia
North Carolina, I did go
There I met a pretty young maiden
Her name and age I do not know
Her hair, it was of a light brown color
Lips they were a ruby red
And on her breast she wore white lilies
Where I long to lay my head
I'd rather be in some dark hollow
Where the sun won't ever shine
Than to see you wed another
Girl, you know, you'd never be mine
I was born and raised in East Virginia
North Carolina, I did go
There I met a pretty young maiden
Her name and age I do not know