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Oh Appalachia!

They're tearin' you apart.

Your strong and steady heart

Can't take the strain.

Oh Appalachia!

They mined you for the coal,

But now they want your soul

To leave you dyin'.

You gave to us your song

And the birds sang along

And the wind answered back when you called.

There won't be any trees left at all—

no birds a-flyin'.

Oh Appalachia!

Your rivers and your streams

Like memories and dreams

Will run through our veins.

You cradled us deep

Where our loved ones now sleep

In the valleys and welcomed us home

Oh how can we leave you alone?

Appalachia

—Diana Jones, Appalachia, from Coal Country Music ©2009 by Heartwood