paroles de chanson West Virginia Waltz - Sierra Ferrell

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