Текст песни Blue Ridge Mountain Blues - Bill Monroe

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 the blue ridge mountain blues
And I'll stand right here and sing:
"Every day I'm countin'
Until I climb those mountains
Oh, that blue ridge far away"

I see a window with the light
I see two heads of snowly white
It seems I can hear them both recite:
"Where is my wondering boy tonight?"

I've got the 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 do right by my pa
I'm gonna do right by my ma
I'll hang around the kitchen door
No work or worry anymore

I've got the blue ridge mountain blues
Gonna see my old, old tray
Gonna hunt the possom
Where the corn top blossom
On that blue ridge far away