In coal minin' country, green rollin' hills

Well, my true love is waitin', for he loves me

I had to go with my ramblin' ways

I'm always thinkin' of him, for the sweet love we made

The last time I saw him, we did the West Virginia waltz

The West Virginia waltz

No one holds a flame to you

So I came back home, with what treasures I have made

Just to be your loving wife, with kids on the way

So I found your road, then I ran to your gate

I was calling out your name, but now you sleep under the clay

The last time I saw him, we did the West Virginia waltz

The West Virginia waltz

No one holds a flame to you

Thе last time I saw him, we did the West Virginia waltz

The West Virginia waltz

No one holds a flame to you

Well, we did the West Virginia waltz

The West Virginia waltz

No one holds a flame to you