blue ridge blues
well it wasn't long ago
i was slipping through the snow
in the blue ridge mountians of my home
my heart it was aching, cause i knew he was taking
my love away from me.
i walked down a creek
upon a squirrel i did sneak
eating a nut upon a log
ehen he looked at me, i knew that he could see
i was in the blue ridge mountains all alone.
then i walked upon a ridge
and looked upon the land
the new river shimmering in the sun
and as it wound its way
i knew that i could say
i'd love again someday.
cause my heart it was aching
cause i knew he had taken
my not so true love away from me.
end
mark cole litteral
323 shaw road
rural retreat, va. 24369
i was slipping through the snow
in the blue ridge mountians of my home
my heart it was aching, cause i knew he was taking
my love away from me.
i walked down a creek
upon a squirrel i did sneak
eating a nut upon a log
ehen he looked at me, i knew that he could see
i was in the blue ridge mountains all alone.
then i walked upon a ridge
and looked upon the land
the new river shimmering in the sun
and as it wound its way
i knew that i could say
i'd love again someday.
cause my heart it was aching
cause i knew he had taken
my not so true love away from me.
end
mark cole litteral
323 shaw road
rural retreat, va. 24369
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