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Blue Ridge Mountain Blues - Bill Clifton

When I was young 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 those 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 Pa

I'm gonna do right by my Ma

I'll hang around the cabin door

No work on worry anymore

I've got those blue ridge mountain blues

I'm gonna see my old day tray

Gonna hunt the possum

Where the corn top blossom

On that blue ridge far away

I see a window with the light

I see two heads of snowy white

I seem to hear them both recite

Where is my wondering boy tonight

I'm got those blue ridge mountain blues

And I stand right here to say

Every day I'm counting

Till I recite now

Oh that blue ridge far away