Country roads West Virginia
My old Kentucky home
Up to Pennsylvania where the Alleghany rolls
We come from the holler
And all we've ever known
Is a home built and broken
By Appalachia gold
They're cutting down the mountains
Like old pine trees
Poisoning the water
In this old creek
We don't have much but we'll make it on our own
No milk or honey
Just Appalachia gold
We kept your lights on
But ours have long gone out
The world has moved on
And nobody talks about
All the pills and the heroin
They're taking their toll
Leaving us with nothing
But Appalachia gold
They're cutting down the mountains
Like old pine trees
Poisoning the water
In this old creek
We don't have much but we'll make it on our own
No milk or honey
Just Appalachia gold
Our fathers died here
Our fathers mined here
It's a place we hold dear
But we don't wanna go
But they're cutting down the mountains
Like old pine trees
Poisoning the water
In this old creek
We don't have much but we'll make it on our own
No milk or honey
Just Appalachia gold
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Country roads West Virginia
My old Kentucky home
Up to Pennsylvania where the Alleghany rolls
We come from the holler
And all we've ever known
Is a home built and broken
By Appalachia gold
They're cutting down the mountains
Like old pine trees
Poisoning the water
In this old creek
We don't have much but we'll make it on our own
No milk or honey
Just Appalachia gold
We kept your lights on
But ours have long gone out
The world has moved on
And nobody talks about
All the pills and the heroin
They're taking their toll
Leaving us with nothing
But Appalachia gold
They're cutting down the mountains
Like old pine trees
Poisoning the water
In this old creek
We don't have much but we'll make it on our own
No milk or honey
Just Appalachia gold
Our fathers died here
Our fathers mined here
It's a place we hold dear
But we don't wanna go
But they're cutting down the mountains
Like old pine trees
Poisoning the water
In this old creek
We don't have much but we'll make it on our own
No milk or honey
Just Appalachia gold
My old Kentucky home
Up to Pennsylvania where the Alleghany rolls
We come from the holler
And all we've ever known
Is a home built and broken
By Appalachia gold
They're cutting down the mountains
Like old pine trees
Poisoning the water
In this old creek
We don't have much but we'll make it on our own
No milk or honey
Just Appalachia gold
We kept your lights on
But ours have long gone out
The world has moved on
And nobody talks about
All the pills and the heroin
They're taking their toll
Leaving us with nothing
But Appalachia gold
They're cutting down the mountains
Like old pine trees
Poisoning the water
In this old creek
We don't have much but we'll make it on our own
No milk or honey
Just Appalachia gold
Our fathers died here
Our fathers mined here
It's a place we hold dear
But we don't wanna go
But they're cutting down the mountains
Like old pine trees
Poisoning the water
In this old creek
We don't have much but we'll make it on our own
No milk or honey
Just Appalachia gold
Writer: Bryan Frazier, David Johnson
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