Blue Ridge Mountain Home
When the sun goes to shinin'
And my heart goes to pinin'
For my blue ridge mountain home
Where the hound dogs are bayin'
And the pine trees are swayin'
That is where I long to roam
When the sun goes to sinkin'
And I start in to thinkin'
Of a place where flowers bloom
When I get back again
I'm gonna live to the end
In my blue ridge mountain home
I never thought that I could feel so sad
'Til I left my mountain home
But the time is coming when I'll be so glad
I never more will roam
For I've learned a lesson that I won't forget
Wherever I may be
But oh how I'm longing for my folks back home
For they mean more than all the world to me
When the sun goes to shinin'
And my heart goes to pinin'
For my blue ridge mountain home
Where the hound dogs are bayin'
And the pine trees are swayin'
That is where I long to roam
When the sun goes to sinkin'
And I start in to thinkin'
Of a place where flowers bloom
When I get back again
I'm gonna live to the end
In my blue ridge mountain home
Oh, my dad and my mother
And my cute little brother
They will welcome me back home
And I know they'll be happy
When I climb up the hill
To my blue ridge mountain home
When the sun goes to shinin'
And my heart goes to pinin'
For my blue ridge mountain home
Where the hound dogs are bayin'
And the pine trees are swayin'
That is where I long to roam
When the sun goes to sinkin'
And I start in to thinkin'
Of a place where flowers bloom
When I get back again
I'm gonna live to the end
In my blue ridge mountain home
And my heart goes to pinin'
For my blue ridge mountain home
Where the hound dogs are bayin'
And the pine trees are swayin'
That is where I long to roam
When the sun goes to sinkin'
And I start in to thinkin'
Of a place where flowers bloom
When I get back again
I'm gonna live to the end
In my blue ridge mountain home
I never thought that I could feel so sad
'Til I left my mountain home
But the time is coming when I'll be so glad
I never more will roam
For I've learned a lesson that I won't forget
Wherever I may be
But oh how I'm longing for my folks back home
For they mean more than all the world to me
When the sun goes to shinin'
And my heart goes to pinin'
For my blue ridge mountain home
Where the hound dogs are bayin'
And the pine trees are swayin'
That is where I long to roam
When the sun goes to sinkin'
And I start in to thinkin'
Of a place where flowers bloom
When I get back again
I'm gonna live to the end
In my blue ridge mountain home
Oh, my dad and my mother
And my cute little brother
They will welcome me back home
And I know they'll be happy
When I climb up the hill
To my blue ridge mountain home
When the sun goes to shinin'
And my heart goes to pinin'
For my blue ridge mountain home
Where the hound dogs are bayin'
And the pine trees are swayin'
That is where I long to roam
When the sun goes to sinkin'
And I start in to thinkin'
Of a place where flowers bloom
When I get back again
I'm gonna live to the end
In my blue ridge mountain home
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Writer(s): William York
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