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Blue Ridge Mountain Blues
John Fogerty
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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"
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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
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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' 'till I climb that mountain
In my Blue Ridge far away"
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