I was born and raised in East Virginia,
North Carolina I did go.
And there I met the fariest maiden,
Her name and age I do not know.
Well, her hair it was of a light-brown color,
Cheeks they were a ruby red.
And on her breast she wore white lilies
Where I longed to lay my head.
Well, I'd rather be in some dark hollow
Where the sun would never shine
Than to see you with another
And to know you'd never be mine.
(Repeat first verse)

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