(Written by Kevin Griffin)
Everybody talking saying you will be walking
This neighborhood will never be the same
You said we'd understand
You found out what's happening now
So we all sat down and you broke the news
Now Daddy don't love her anymore
It's still life with Cooley
Now Daddy don't love her anymore
It's just still life with Cooley
All your friends show on time
They come in bringing red wine
You said if it's over then we'll go in style
You better best take care keep one hand to your ear
So you're not left hanging when they're finally gone
Now Daddy don't love her anymore
It's still life with Cooley
Now Daddy don't love her anymore
It's just still life with Cooley
Whatcha' saying?
You're going to stay of at St. Madigan's?
(reeled in again)
You're just fooling around fooling around, yeah
People hanging with their good friends
Listening to those old songs
Now Daddy don't love her anymore.
It's still life with Cooley
Now Daddy don't love her anymore.
It's just still life
It's just still life with Cooley.She comes from a land called West Virginia.
She comes from a foreign land.
A bottle of pop and a wooden block can fill a day.
Gaze, stalk, and stare, like a jealous mare.
I know she's coming home from West Virginia.
She comes from a land called West Virginia.
She comes from a father's girl named Georgia.
She's got rhythm and she's got blues beyond Chet Atkins,
but no one cares that no one cares.
But I know she's coming home from West Virginia.
She gives it all. It never ends.
Will it ever come back again?
She gives it all. Will it come back again to her?
She's coming home from West Virigina.