Biography:
Hazel Dickens (June 1, 1935, - April 22, 2011, born Mercer County, West Virginia) an American bluegrass singer. She was the eighth child of an eleven-child mining family in West Virginia. Her music is characterized by not only her "high lonesome" singing style, but also by her provocative pro-union, feminist songs.
Poverty drove the Dickens to move to the Baltimore, Maryland area when Dickins was nineteen. There she met Mike Seeger, younger brother
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WEST VIRGINIA MY HOME
by Hazel Dickens
Album: A Few Old Memories (1987)
Hazel Dickens (1925-2011) was considered a pioneer among women in bluegrass music.
She was a feminist and a pro-union singer, famous for her political positions as much as her songs.
If you have a mandolin, now would be a good time to play it!
Capo on 1st fret
Original in D#
[Intro]
|D |D |G |G |
|D |A |D |D |
[Chorus]
D G
West Virginia, oh my home
D A
West Virginia's where I belong
D
In the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet
G
I slip away like a bird in flight
D A D
Back to those hills, the place that I call home
[Verse 1]
D D7 G
It's been years now since I left there
D A
And this city life's about got the best of me
D G
I can't remember why I left so free what I wanted to do, what I wanted to see,
D A D
But I can sure remember where I come from.
[Chorus]
D G
West Virginia, oh my home
D A
West Virginia's where I belong
D
In the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet
G
I slip away like a bird in flight
D A D
Back to those hills, the place that I call home
[Mandolin & Dobro Solo]
|D |D |G |G |
|D |D |A |A |
|D |D |G |G |
|D |A |D |D |
[Verse 2]
D G
Well I paid the price for the leavin'
D A
And this life I have is not one I thought I'd find
D G
Well let me live, love, let my cry, when I go just let me die
D A D
Among the friends who'll remember when I'm gone
[Chorus]
D G
West Virginia, oh my home
D A
West Virginia's where I belong
D
In the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet
G
I slip away like a bird in flight
D A D
Back to those hills, the place that I call home
[Bridge]
G D A
Home, home, home, oh I can see it so clear in my mind
G D A
Home, home, home, I can almost smell the honeysuckle vines
[Ending Chorus] (partial)
D Daug
In the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet
G
I slip away like a bird in flight
D A D
Back to those hills, the place that I call home
D
Home
by Hazel Dickens
Album: A Few Old Memories (1987)
Hazel Dickens (1925-2011) was considered a pioneer among women in bluegrass music.
She was a feminist and a pro-union singer, famous for her political positions as much as her songs.
If you have a mandolin, now would be a good time to play it!
Capo on 1st fret
Original in D#
[Intro]
|D |D |G |G |
|D |A |D |D |
[Chorus]
D G
West Virginia, oh my home
D A
West Virginia's where I belong
D
In the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet
G
I slip away like a bird in flight
D A D
Back to those hills, the place that I call home
[Verse 1]
D D7 G
It's been years now since I left there
D A
And this city life's about got the best of me
D G
I can't remember why I left so free what I wanted to do, what I wanted to see,
D A D
But I can sure remember where I come from.
[Chorus]
D G
West Virginia, oh my home
D A
West Virginia's where I belong
D
In the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet
G
I slip away like a bird in flight
D A D
Back to those hills, the place that I call home
[Mandolin & Dobro Solo]
|D |D |G |G |
|D |D |A |A |
|D |D |G |G |
|D |A |D |D |
[Verse 2]
D G
Well I paid the price for the leavin'
D A
And this life I have is not one I thought I'd find
D G
Well let me live, love, let my cry, when I go just let me die
D A D
Among the friends who'll remember when I'm gone
[Chorus]
D G
West Virginia, oh my home
D A
West Virginia's where I belong
D
In the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet
G
I slip away like a bird in flight
D A D
Back to those hills, the place that I call home
[Bridge]
G D A
Home, home, home, oh I can see it so clear in my mind
G D A
Home, home, home, I can almost smell the honeysuckle vines
[Ending Chorus] (partial)
D Daug
In the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet
G
I slip away like a bird in flight
D A D
Back to those hills, the place that I call home
D
Home
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