[1] When I was young and in my [5] prime
I left my home in [1] Caroline
Now all I do is sit and [5] pine
For all those folks I left [1] behind

[1] I've got the Blue Ridge Mountain [5] blues
And I stand right here to [1] say
My grip is packed to travel and I'm [4] back to ramble
To my [5] Blue Ridge far [1] away

I'm gonna stay right by my Pa
I'm gonna do right by my Ma
I'll hang around the cabin door
No work or worry anymore

I've got the Blue Ridge Mountain blues
Gonna see my old dog Trey
Gonna hunt the possum where the corn cobs blossom
In my Blue Ridge far away

I see a haze of snowy white
I see a window at light
I seem to hear them both to sigh
Where is my wanderin' boy tonight

I've got the Blue Ridge Mountain blues
And I stand right here to say
Every day I'm countin' 'til I climb that mountain
In my Blue Ridge far away

I've got the Blue Ridge Mountain blues
Gonna see my old dog Trey
Gonna hunt the possum where the corn cobs blossom
In my Blue Ridge far away