Текст песни

Sunday's coming I'm on my way
Back from Kentucky with the money I made
Sun's shining on her sweet face
And my heart's aching when she's away
If I'm lucky my hand she'll take
And we'll waltz through the holler
While the mountains sway

Sweet dreams seventeen
West Virginia mountain queen
Your heart lights up my empty streets
Burns though the night on kerosine 
Ohio's calling you I can't breathe
Won't you sit a little while and stay with me
Your lips bring me to my knees 
And leaves me shaking like autumn leaves

Stars in her eyes in the way she moves
More beauty than a flower blooms
I'm falling for what you do
Dancing in the dark to a banjo tune
Don't tell me what I gotta lose
My hearts walking away with you 

Sweet dreams seventeen
West Virginia mountain queen
Your heart lights up my empty streets
Burns though the night on kerosine 
Ohio's calling you I can't breathe
Won't you sit a little while and stay with me
Your lips bring me to my knees 
And leaves me shaking like autumn leaves