From a shack by a mountain stream to a room in New
Orleans So far from my blue ridge mountain home Oh
the men I meet ain't warm and friendly like the
one in old Virginy No they ain't real like my blue
ridge mountain boy

Oh I was just a little past eighteen when I came
to New Orleans I have never been beyond my home
state line There was a boy there he loved me
dearly but I broke his heart severely When I left
my blue ridge mountain boy

Oh but life was dull in my hometown lights were
out when the sun went down And so I thought that
city life was more my style just a little more my
style But nights get lonely away from home and
it's easy to go wrong The men ain't kind like my
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And New Orleans held things in store things I've
never bargained for And every night a different
man knocks on my door Oh but late at night when
all is still I can hear a whippoorwill As I cry
for my blue ridge mountain boy

Oh but I can't ever go back home cause the boy I
loved is gone I guess he got tired of waiting for
me to return They say he'd married last October
but I never will get over Oh the sweet love of my
blue ridge mountain boy

Oh oh though I miss that blue ridge mountain boy
How I miss my blue ridge mountain boy