Lookin' back through the years,
At the good and the bad,
We was really givin' it, Lord,
All that we had,

And I loved you,
Oh how I loved you!

In them West Virginia hills,
Back close to '79,
Smokin' homegrown stuff,
And sippin' dandelion wine,

And I loved you,
Oh how I loved you!

Wish I could go back,
Lord, I won't pretend,
Wish I could go back,
And do it all over again,

I was a brawny 21,
She was barely 17, Prettiest Mornin' Glory.
This mountain boy'd ever seen,


We was minin' for coal,
And diggin' ginseng,
Not a single worry,
When them churchbells rang,

We'd play all day,
Make love thru the night,
We just knew deep down,
The end was never in sight,

I got so much to say,
As I write this song,
So if you don't mind,
Please kindly follow along,

Today there's Mini Thin,
Uh rappin' them rhymes,
I tell 'ya that good 'ol boy,
Knows how to spin them times,

Way he tells his tales,
So sublime,
Gotta spin that LP baby,
Spin it one more time,

Sublimation turns,
Solid straight to gas,
Like seeing Frank Zappa,
With a backstage pass,

But I digress from,
The meaning of this song,
Makin' it too damn hard,
For you to follow along,

And I really do care,
That you get my drift,
Pie crust just ain't right,
Lessin' the flour you sift,

See I can make rhymes,
Sorta like Mini Thin,
But in a head-to-head,
That poetic hillbilly'd win,

Guess I'll end this Hillbilly Musing,
Cause it's gettin' kinda long,
And leave you to decide,
Is it a poem or a song?

All's I know it rhymes,
Darn sure easy to write,
It's what I do when,
I can't sleep at night,

Cause I loved her,
Oh how I loved her!