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