My home's in old Virginia among the lovely hills,
the memory of my birthplace lies in my bosom still.
I did not like my fireside, I did not like my home,
I have a mind for rambling so far away from home.
It was on one moonlight evening, the stars were shining bright,
and with an ugly dagger I made the spirit fly.
'Twas then the sober struck me as plain as you can see,
I'm doomed, I'm ruined forever, throughout eternity.
I courted a fair young lady, her name I will not tell,
oh, why should I disgrace her when I am doomed for hell.
But now upon my scaffold my time's not very long,
you may forget the singer but don't forget this song.