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“Blue Ridge Mountain Blues”

15 October 2010

An additional post on the Avett Brothers concert is soon upcoming, but I had to get this up while I was thinking about it. I was already feeling homesick enough with who I was seeing perform and who I was seeing it with, but then, this was the second song in the set and I nearly lost it.

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 them Blue Ridge Mountain blues
And I’ll stand right here and sing,
“My grip is packed to travel,
soon be scratching gravel
for that Blue Ridge far away.”

I can see two snowy heads of white,
and in their window, there’s a light.
It seems that I can hear them both recite,
“Where are our wandering boys tonight?”

I’ve got them Blue Ridge Mountain blues
And I’ll stand right here and sing,
“My grip is packed to travel,
soon be scratching gravel
for that Blue Ridge far away.”

I’ma gonna do right by my walk,
I’m gonna do right by my talk.
I’m gonna hang around that cabin door,
no work or worries anymore.

I’ve got them Blue Ridge Mountain blues
And I’ll stand right here and sing,
“My grip is packed to travel,
soon be scratching gravel
for that Blue Ridge far away.”

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