I Googled "blue ridge mountain blues" lyrics and got the following this helps. Long live Google

When I was young and in my prime (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 goin' to stay right by my Pa, I'm goin' 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, goin' to see my old oak tree, Gonna hunt the possum where the corn cob blossom, In my Blue Ridge far away. Woo!

I see a haze of snowy white, I see a window with light, I seem to hear them both sigh, ";Where is my wand'rin boy tonight?";

I got the Blue Ridge mountain blues, and I stay right here to say, ";Every day I'm countin' 'til I climb that mountain, In my Blue Ridge far away.";

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