You Can Tell 'Em Every Time


If you've fished in clear waters and waded in mud,
Watched the calm rivers, seen many a flood,
Traveled the highways, on good roads and bad;
Cussed like a trooper, yet seldom are mad -
I'll bet you're from West Virginia.

If you've sweated in the valley, cooled off on a hill,
Tramped through the mountains, drunk corn from a still,
If you like a good fight, can lose and yet grin;
Get up on your feet and try again to win -
I'll bet you're from West Virginia.

If you ain't afraid of the devil, got fire in your eyes,
God-fearing and loving the Father on high,
Go the limit for friends, but slow to forgive,
Nursing that hurt as long as you live -
I'll bet you're from West Virginia.

If you've drunk sassyfras and Back Mountain Tea,
Used kerosene for the bite of a flea,
You say what you think whether sober or drunk;
Can tell by the wind the trail of a skunk -
I'll bet you're from West Virginia.

If you've cleaned your teeth with a birch tree twig,
To Old Dan Tucker danced many a jig,
Stole behind the barn away from the folks
For Indian Stogie and corn silk smokes -
I'll bet you're from West Virginia.

If you've talked Pig Latin, sung The Old Gray Mare,
Felt the bite of a chigger, love a good county fair,
A bit clannish of kin, though ornery they be,
And admit it yourself, but dare us to agree -
I'll bet you're from West Virginia.

If you've eat syrup and sausage on your buckwheat cakes,
Snore while you sleep in a bed full of snakes,
Hit what you shoot at, with a short gun or long,
And fight the devil while singing a song -
I'll bet you're from West Virginia.

You hate the damned terrorists and Taliban Lice,
Itching to fight 'em and not count the price,
You're proud of your State and thrill when you hear,
The Star Spangled Banner and stand up and cheer -
Hell, I know you're from West Virginia.

Rockerbilly