Album: Blue Ridge Rangers

Blue Ridge Mountain Blues

When I was young and in my prime (in my prime!),
I left my home in Caroline.
Now all I do is sit and pine, for all those folks I left behind.
I got the Blue Ridge mountain blues, and I sat right here to say,
";My grip is packed to travel, and I'm back to ramble,
To my Blue Ridge far away.";
I'm goin' to stay right by my Pa, I'm goin' to do right by my Ma,
I'll hang around the cabin door, no work or worry anymore.
I got the Blue Ridge mountain blues, goin' to see my old oak tree,
Gonna hunt the possum where the corn cob blossom,
In my Blue Ridge far away.
Woo!
I see a haze of snowy white, I see a window with light,
I seem to hear them both sigh, ";Where is my wand'rin boy tonight?";
I got the Blue Ridge mountain blues, and I stay right here to say,
";Every day I'm countin' 'til I climb that mountain,
In my Blue Ridge far away.";