Blue Ridge Cabin Home

There's a well beaten path on this old mountainside

Where I wandered when I was a lad

There I wandered alone to the place I call home

In those Blue Ridge hills far away

Oh, I love those hills of old Virginia

From those Blue Ridge hills I did roam

When I die, won't you bury me on the mountain

Far away, near my Blue Ridge mountain home

Now my thoughts wander back to the ramshackle shack

In those Blue Ridge hills far away

Where my mother and dad are laid there to rest

They're sleeping in peace together there

Oh, I love those hills of old Virginia

From those Blue Ridge hills I did roam

When I die, won't you bury me on the mountain

Far away, near my Blue Ridge mountain home

I return to that old mountain home with the sigh

I've been longing for days gone by

When I die, won't you bury me on this old mountain side

Make my resting place upon the hills so high

Oh, I love those hills of old Virginia

From those Blue Ridge hills I did roam

When I die, won't you bury me on the mountain

Far away, near my Blue Ridge mountain home

Oh, I love those hills of old Virginia

From those Blue Ridge hills I did roam

When I die, won't you bury me on the mountain

Far away, near my Blue Ridge mountain home