The Kinks - Muswell hillbilly

Well I ^Dsaid goodbye to Rosie Rooke this ^Gmorning, I'm gonna ^Amiss her bloodshot alcoholic ^Deyes, She ^Dwore her Sunday hat so she'd im^Gpress me, I'm gonna ^Acarry her memory 'til the day I ^Ddie. They'll ^Dmove me up to Muswell Hill to^Gmorrow, Photo^Agraphs and souvenirs are all I've ^Dgot, They're gonna ^Dtry and make me change my way of ^Gliving, But they'll ^Anever make me something that ^DI'm not.

Cos I'm a ^DMuswell Hillbilly ^Gboy, but my ^Aheart lies in old West ^DVirginia, Never ^Dseen New Orleans, Okla^Ghoma, Tennes^Asee, Still I ^Adream of the Black Hills that I ain't ^Dnever seen.

They're ^Eputting us in identi^Acal little boxes, No ^Bcharacter just uniformi^Ety, They're ^Etrying to build a computerised communit^Ay, But they'll ^Bnever make a zombie out of ^Eme. They'll ^Etry and make me study elo^Acution, Be^Bcause they say my accent isn't ^Eright, They can ^Eclear the slums as part of their so^Alution, But they're ^Bnever gonna kill my cockney ^Epride. Cos I'm a ^EMuswell Hillbilly ^Aboy, But my ^Bheart lies in Old West Vir^Eginia, Though my ^Ehills they're not green, I've ^Aseen them in my ^Bdreams, Take me ^Bback to those Black Hills, That I have never ^Eseen.

Well I'm a ^EMuswell Hillbilly ^Aboy, But my ^Bheart lies in Old West Vir^Eginia, Though my ^Ehills are not green, I've ^Aseen them in my ^Bdreams, Take me ^Bback to those Black Hills, That I have never ^Eseen.