Stoney Mountain Songtext

von Buck Owens

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Stoney Mountain, West Virginia
Is the place I long to be
Stoney Mountain, West Virginia
Where my darlin' waits for me.

Left my home one Sunday mornin'
I struck out for Tennessee
To sing my songs and make my fortune
And join the Grand Ole Opry.

A man told me, son, you ain't got it
Go back home while there's still time
But I couldn't stand the thought of diggin'
In that old Stoney Mountain mine.

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I fell in with bad companions
Robbed a bank in Memphis town
Headed south scared and runnin'
They caught me in Birmingham.

Jailor! Jailor! Pen and paper
Write this letter for me, please
To Stoney Mountain, West Virginia
And make me just a memory.

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