I was New York City bound
When I left my old hometown
But I got hung up like a fool
Somehow along the way
Lord God her name was Sally
She lived in the Kanawha Valley
Just outside of Charleston
West Virginia US of A
Sally done me down and dirty
Really put that hurting on me
Reckon how she must have got
Her kicks that a way
She turned me every way but loose
Blew my mind and cooked my goose
And stomped my Georgia soul
Into that West Virginia clay
Now I'm walking back to Georgia crying
Lord I feel like I'm a dying
Everything I try to do right
Seems to turn out wrong
I met a gal from West Virginia
That woman sure enough sent me home
With my hat in my hand
A humming some old wornout song
Like a man whose mind is gone