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 
Chorus 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 To 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 or worry anymore 
Chorus I’ve got the Blue Ridge mountain blues Gonna see my old dog Trey Gonna hunt the possum 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 tonite 
Chorus I’ve got the Blue Ridge mountain blues And I stand right here to say Every day I’m counting till I climb that mountain On the Blue Ridge far away 
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