Way [4] down in the blue ridge [1] mountains
Way down where the tall pines [5] grow
[1] Lives my sweetheart of the [4] mountains
[1] She's my [5] little Georgia [1] rose

[1] Well come and listen [4] to my [1] story
A story that I know is [5] true
A little [1] rose that [4] bloomed in [1] Georgia
With hair of gold and a [5] heart so [1] true

Her mother left her with another
A carefree life she had planned
The baby now is a lady
The one her mother couldn't stand

We often sing old songs together
I watched her do her little part
She'd smile at me when I would tell her
That she was my sweetheart