Bill Clifton

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 those blue ridge mountain blues
And I'll 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 ma
I'm gonna do right by my pa
I'll lay around the cabin door
No work or worry anymore
I've got those blue ridge mountain blues
Want to see my old dog Trey (or Want to see my old old train)
Want to 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
It seems I can hear them both recite
Where is my wandering boy tonight
I've got those blue ridge mountain blues
And I'll stand right here to say
Every day I'm counting
'till I climb that mountain
Oh,that blue ridge far away

THE COUNTRY GENTLEMEN - On The Road