I was born and raised in East VirginiaNorth Carolina I did goThere I met a pretty young maidenHer name and age I do not knowHer hair it was of a light brown colorLips they were a ruby redAnd on her breast she wore white liliesWhere I long to lay my headI’d rather be in some dark hollowWhere the sun won’t ever shineThan to see you wed anotherGirl you know you’d never be mineI was born and raised in East VirginiaNorth Carolina I did goThere I met a pretty young maidenHer name and age I do not know