Epilogue: Oh the Hills Songtext
von Mr. Husband

Well little partners, I reckon that about wraps up
This here West Virginia album
I feel like we gave ol′ Sufjan hell but it was all in good fun
And hopefully he's not too ticked off about it
If you′re a fellow West Virginian
I hope you enjoyed hearing these tunes
Some of them were just a goof and some of them
Were as serious as a heart attack
But either way I sure did enjoy writing them
And singing them for you on this here record
If you're one of the less fortunate who grew up
Somewhere less wild and less wonderful
Well my sincere condolences to you
But I'm here to tell you even if you can′t Visit these old hills in the flesh It′s not too late for you
It's a state of mind or a feeling you
Just feel somewhere deep inside your heart
Any time you stop and pat an old dog nice and slow you are there
Or when you catch a whiff of the
Sweet autumn leaves in the evening air
Any time you help your neighbor jump-start their car or you
Catch lightning bug in an old dusty mason jar
Any time you work so hard your supper tastes extra good
Or you help your Peepaw haul a load of firewood
No, We can′t all be west Virginians but we all need somewhere
We can sit and listen to the peepers after dark
So do not dismay if you live too far away
There's a West Virginia tucked inside your heart


Oh the hills, beautiful hills, how I love the West Virginia Hills
If by sea or land I roam, still I think of happy home
And my friends amongst the West Virginia hills