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Those towns in West Virginia, have a story to tell
For a place that's almost heaven, it's been through hell
From the picket lines to the men who died, covering their backs
Good people just getting by, with the little they have
Why do bad things have to happen to good people?
Take their livelihood away then they leave them
There ain't a screen that can tell you the story
Have to see it with your own eyes
And you wouldn't want to have to try to survive
When the mountains cry
Those skies over Carolina, a different shade of blue
Rain's been pouring down for days, ground's breaking loose
Grab your memories get out your families, before it's too late
Here comes the water rushing down the holler, life's about to change
Why do bad things have to happen to good people
Take their livelihood away, then they leave them
There ain't a screen that can tell you the story
Have to see it with your own eyes
And you wouldn't want to have to try to survive
When the mountains cry
Cry
When the mountains cry
When the mountains cry
Why do bad things have to happen to good people?
Take their livelihood away and then they leave them
Their ain't a screen that can tell you the story
Have to see it with your own eyes
And you woudn't want to have to try to survive
When the mountains cry