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When I was young and in my prime

I left my home in Caroline

And 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 say

My grip is packed to travel

I'll be scratchin' gravel

For that Blue Ridge far away

I can see two heads of snowy white

And in their window there's a light

It seems I can hear them both recite

Oh where is our wanderin' boy tonight

I've got them Blue Ridge Mountain blues

And I'll stand right here and say

My grip is packed to travel

Soon be scratchin' gravel

For that Blue Ridge far away

I'm a-gonna do right by my walk

And I'm gonna do right by my talk

I want to hang around that cabin door

With no work or worries anymore

I've got them Blue Ridge Mountain blues

And I'll stand right here and say

My grip is packed to travel

Soon be scratchin' gravel

For that Blue Ridge far away

Writer(s): Traditional, Glenn Williams Copyright: Reservoir Reverb Music Ltd

Album Sittin' Here Pickin' the Blues

date de sortie

01-01-2004

1 Freight Train Blues
2 Hobo Bill's Last Ride
3 Mississippi Heavy Water Blues
4 John Hurt
5 John Henry / Worried Blues
6 I'm A Stranger Here
7 Talking to Casey
8 Blue Ridge Mountain Blues
9 Any Old Time
10 Sittin' Here Pickin' the Blues
11 Stormy Weather
12 How Long Blues
13 Honey Babe Blues
14 St. Louis Blues
15 Carroll County Blues
16 California Blues
17 Going To Chicago Blues
18 Jailhouse Blues
19 Windy and Warm
20 Deep River Blues

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