Blue Ridge Mountain Blues

Bill Clifton

When I was young and in my prime
I left my home in Caroline
Now all I do is sit and pine
For all the folks I left behind

I've got the Blue Ridge Mountain blues
And I stand right here to say
My grip is packed to travel
And I'm scratching gravel
For that Blue Ridge far away

I'm gonna stay right by my paw
I'm gonna do right by my maw
I'll hang around the cabin door
No work or worry anymore

I've got the Blue Ridge Mountain blues
Want to see my old dog Tray
Gonna hunt the possums
Where the corn tops blossom
On that Blue Ridge far away

I see a window with a light
I see two heads of snowy white
I seem to hear them both recite:
Where is my wandering boy tonight?

I've got the Blue Ridge Mountain blues
And I stand right here to say
Every day I'm counting
Till I reach that mountain
For that Blue Ridge far away

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