- Play First 2-Lines: If you travel through the hills of West Virginia Down where the Greenbrier winds Just turn your ear towards Bluestone Mountain You just might hear the sound of a young girl crying Some say it's the wind through the canyon As it blows a lonesome sound through the pines Some say it's the sound of the river But I say it's just Cora Jones crying See Cora lived alone on Bluestone Mountain With a little blond haired boy there by her side Bloody Civil War made her the widow Little Jacob was her lifeblood and her pride Some say it's the wind through the canyon As it blows a lonesome sound through the pines Some say it's the sound of the river But I say it's just Cora Jones crying Instrumental: Play Chorus: Sometimes I wonder if God watches Sometimes life can turn in cruel ways Cause on a cold autumn day in late October Little Jacob wondered in Scott Hollow Cave Well the caves in West Virginia run forever Like a maze of black ribbon through the ground Cora went to search for little Jacob But neither Jake nor Cora would be found Some say it's the wind through the canyon As it blows a lonesome sound through the pines Some say it's the sound of the river But I say it's just Cora Jones crying So if you travel through the hills of West Virginia Down where the Greenbrier winds Just turn your ear towards Bluestone Mountain You just might hear the sound of a young girl crying - Play Chorus:
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