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John Fogerty
"Blue Ridge Mountain Blues" lyrics

Blue Ridge Mountain Blues

When I was young and 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 going to stay right by my Pa
I'm going 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
Going to see my old oak tree
Gonna hunt the possum
Where the corn cob blossom
In my Blue Ridge far away

I see a haze of snowy white
I see a window with light
I seem to hear them both sigh
"Where is my wandering boy tonight?"

I got the Blue Ridge Mountain blues
And I stay right here to say
"Every day I'm counting
Till I climb that mountain
In my Blue Ridge far away"