Blue Ridge Mountains

I heard Virginia calling me
When I was down in Tennessee
The Smoky Mountains were in between
Me and the Blue Ridge


Whether it’s Asheville, North Caroline
Or Nashville, it will suit me fine
But I won’t be home again ‘til I’m
Back in the Blue Ridge

Blue Ridge Mountains meet me at my door
When I’m tired and I can walk no more
Carry me up Afton, show me what I’m asking for
Blue Ridge Mountains, meet me at my door

Long before she knew my name
I heard her calling all the same
Virginia whispers, “there ain’t no shame in
Loving the Blue Ridge”

Whether from Johnstown or Ohio
Or Michigan’s thumb with its low sky overhead
Seems that every road I know
Leads to the Blue Ridge


Blue Ridge Mountains meet me at my door
When I’m tired and I can walk no more
Carry me up Afton, show me what I’m asking for
Blue Ridge Mountains, meet me at my door

When my walking days are done
Virginia’s gonna carry me into the setting sun
When I rest my weary my bones
Virginia's gonna cradle them as if they were here own

Blue Ridge Mountains meet me at my door
When I'm tired, and I can walk no more
Carry me up Afton, show me what I'm asking for
Blue Ridge Mountains, meet me at my door



©Gregory J. Yoder, 2016