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Texty: The Marshall Tucker Band. Blue Ridge Mountain Sky.

It's a lonesome road and a hard way to live
But it's the only life that I know
I meet some people a-travelin' around
But home's always the best place to go

And there's a lonesome feelin' in my mind
A feelin' that I can't leave behind
Carolina's where I'm at and I'll always hang my hat
Under those Blue Ridge Mountain skies

Well I got me a woman back home
She gave me a baby too
And she stands by my lovin' side
And does anything I ask her to

And there's a lonesome feelin' in my mind
A feelin' I can't seem to leave behind
Carolina's where I'm at and I'll always hang my hat
Under those Blue Ridge Mountain skies

There's an old man sittin' in a rockin' chair
Who's got the best beagle dog in the county, I've been told
But his shotgun a-done and got too rusty
That old beagle dog he done grown a little too old

As he stares up into Heaven
I'm sure I know the reason why
He's a-thinkin' about that promised land
In them Blue Ridge Mountain skies

And it's a lonesome feelin' in my mind
A feelin' I can't seem to leave behind
Carolina's where I'm at and I'll always hang my hat
Under those Blue Ridge Mountain skies
Blue Ridge Mountain skies