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In West Virginia,
they ain't got no kings.
Their daughters of winter
are the mothers of spring.
If you told me, dear,
that I was born in Nitro,
I'd have to admit
that it wasn't so.
For I was born unto kings.
West Virginia, you know,
they ain't got no spring.

In Maine, the open spaces
are all fairy moss.
That's just where
I've counted my favorite loss.
Nobody's working at all up there.
They're all just helping around,
they've all got enough to share.
I'm the king's only heir.
In Maine, you know,
nobody's working up there.

In Alaska, all they've got
is husky men.
They'll do just about any old thing
for a few more women.
All they've got up there
is a bunch of snow,
so I'll call me up 158 women
from the Opera show.
There's always gonna be
a bit more snow,
so I'll call me up
a few more them girls
from the Opera show.

Every time I'm in North Jersey,
I swear I'm gonna die.
Those crazies take their New York money
and build castles in the sky.
Although the drive from Newark to New York
and back is short,
I swear I'll be struck down
by a speeding German import.
I know my life is getting short,
and I don't want to loose what I've got
to a speeding German import.

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from A Green Thousand, released January 1, 2013

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