I was born in East Virginny North Carolina I did go There I spied a fair young lady And her age I do not know Her hair was dark in color Her cheeks were rosy red Upon her breast she wore white lilies Where I longed to lay my head Oh, at my heart you are my darlin' At my door you're welcome in At my gate I'll always meet you For you're the girl I've tried to win I'd rather be in some dark holler Where the sun refuse to shine Than for you to be another man's darlin' And to know you'll never be mine