Blue Ridge Mountain Blues - Bill Monro   (Album: Bluegrass Special [Decca]; Monroe)         When I was young in my prime   I left my home in Caroline   Now all I do is sit and pine   For all the folks I left behind   I've got those blue ridge mountain blues   And I stand right theere to say   My grip is packed to travel   And I'm scratching gravel   For that blue ridge far away      I'm gonna stay right by my ma   I'm gonna do right by my pa   Lay around the cabin door   No work on worry anymore   I've got those blue ridge mountain blues   What to see my old day tray   What to hunt the possom   Where the corn top blossom   On that blue ridge far away      I see a window with the light   I see two heads of snowly white   It seems I can hear them both recite   Where is my wondering boy tonight   I'm got those blue ridge mountain blues   And I stand right here to say   Every day I'm countaing   Still I crimb that mountain   Oh, that blue ridge far away