Folk
Blue Ridge Cabin Home

Song : 
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Intro :
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There's a well beaten path on this old mountain side
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Where I wandered when I was a lad
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Oh I wandered alone to the place I called home
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To them blue ridge hills far away
Chorus :
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Oh I love the hills of old Virginia
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Those Blue Ridge hills where I did roam
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When I die won't you bury me on the mountain 
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Far away near my blue ridge mountain home.

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Oh My thoughts wander back to that ramshackle shack 
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And those blue ridge hills far away
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My mother and father are laid there to rest
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They are sleeping in peace together there.

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Oh I love the hills of old Virginia
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Those Blue Ridge hills where I did roam
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When I die won't you bury me on the mountain 
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Far away near my blue ridge mountain home.

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I'll return to that old cabin home with a sigh
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I'm longing for days gone by
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When I die won't you bury me on that old mountain side 
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Make my resting place upon a hill so high

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Oh I love the hills of old Virginia
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Those Blue Ridge hills where I did roam
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When I die won't you bury me on the mountain 
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Far away near my blue ridge mountain home.

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Oh I love the hills of old Virginia
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Those Blue Ridge hills where I did roam
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When I die won't you bury me on the mountain 
     F                              Bb
Far away near my blue ridge mountain home.
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