Early in the morning when the sun chill blows 
the trees whisper what a beautiful show 
I look out over this mountain land 
I hear the echos of the battle at hand 
I sip my coffee and I wonder why 
People stand the test of time 
I'll be coming round the mountain when there's fire on the hill 
Dressed in fighting armor with no weapon but my will 
I'm gonna be somebody like an eagle I will soar 
Thank God for West Virginia, thank God I'm a southern boy
Early in the morning when I shake my head 
I can see grandpa there in that field of his 
he made this living so I could see 
that this land was meant for you and me 
I'll be coming round the mountain when there's fire on the hill 
Dressed in fighting armor with no weapon but my will 
I'm gonna be somebody like an eagle I will soar 
Thank God for West Virginia, thank God I'm a southern boy
I have seen the sky turn red to blue 
I believe my daddy's coming and yours is too 
We'll be coming round the mountain when there's fire on the hill 
Dressed in fighting armor with no weapon but our will 
We're gonna be somebody that's what we're fighting for 
Thank God for West Virginia, thank God I'm a southern boy 
Thank God for all he's given, thank God I'm a southern boy