Linda Lou

In the state of West Virginia among the peaceful rolling hills There I met a mountain maid with eyes of blue Golden hair so soft and curly and her lips were like the dew She was the queen of West Virginia and her name was Linda Lou Linda Lou, my Linda Lou, can't you hear me calling you Calling like a lonesome dove, my Linda Lou When the moon is in the blue and the stars are shining too Can't you hear my lonely heart calling for you, Linda Lou? I recall the night I met her, how I held her hand in mine I recall the night we kissed and said adieu Many miles may separate us, if I should cross the ocean blue My heart is still in West Virginia with my darling Linda Lou Linda Lou, my Linda Lou, can't you hear me calling you Calling like a lonesome dove, my Linda Lou When the moon is in the blue and the stars are shining too Can't you hear my lonely heart calling for you, Linda Lou?