I'm lost in New York City Craving for the south country My sweet baby in our cabin on the creek And the rolling green, Green Virginia Sweep Or take me down, down To Knoxville or Nashville The Tennessee stretch Darlin' McFarland Take me to Memphis Where the whiskey will two step me Down to New Orleans I've never been to Texas But my eyes they want to see The sun going down Over the lonely ground Where the outlaws sleep And the gold thirsty ran free To my old Cripple Creek Is in the hills and the fields of ages Of the wild country Oh Ma, gas is higher than it's ever been They're pa**ing new laws And the war is still going on And the rebel's still singing his victory songs Late at night I wait for the fireflies To light my dreams And guide me back to Jenning's Creek Lane Where I first felt and wore my full name I've never been to Texas But my eyes they want to see The sun going down Over the lonely ground Where the outlaws sleep And the gold thirsty ran free To my old Cripple Creek Is in the hills and the fields of ages Of the wild country So my sweet, Virginia Roll On