Blue Ridge Mountains

Blue Ridge Mountains

Townes Van Zandt

My home is in the Blue Ridge mountains
My home is in the Blue Ridge mountains
My home is in the Blue Ridge mountains
And I ain't comin' back here anymore

I had me a mother that could pray, boys
She prayed for me both night and day, boys
And I tore down every down every prayer that she could say, boys
And I ain't comin' back here anymore

I want to find me a lady fair and tender
Want to play her song on my steel strings
Gonna lay her down in a bed of clover
Then I ain't comin' back here anymore

I've seen this whole wide country over
From New York city down to Mexico
And I've seen the joyful and the sorrow
And I ain't comin' back here anymore

So Mister [Sinby] can you hear me
Down there in [Gracel], Louisana-O
I'll lay a joint upon your grave, Sir
Then I ain't comin' back here anymore

My home is in the Blue Ridge mountains
My home is in the Blue Ridge mountains
My home is in the Blue Ridge mountains
And I ain't comin' back here anymore

Written by PEREZ, ARMANDO CHRISTIAN / GUETTA, DAVID / VAN DER WALL, NICK / LOVE, RICO
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group, SHAPIRO BERNSTEIN & CO. INC., EMI Music Publishing

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