Blue Ridge Memories

[Verse] I miss those Blue Ridge mountains, whisperin' through the pines, The Carolina sunset, where the sky and spirit bind, Old-time banjo playin', echoes on the breeze, In those Blue Ridge mountains, life was slow and free. [Verse 2] Grandpa on the front porch, tappin' out a tune, Moonshine in a mason jar, dancin' with the moon, Mamaw's cookin' supper, biscuits in the pan, In that little valley, we made our final stand. [Chorus] Blue Ridge memories, they haunt me every day, From those Carolina hills, I stray so far away, But deep within my heart, those mountains always call, Blue Ridge memories, I miss them most of all. [Verse 3] The old dirt road to church, where faith was worn and pure, Sundays full of laughter, trust in somethin' sure, We'd sing Amazing Grace, with voices strong and clear, In those Blue Ridge mountains, Jesus felt so near. [Verse 4] Crisp fall leaves a-blazin', colors nature's own, Winter snow a-fallin', wrap the hills in white-capped cloak, Summers full of fireflies, twinklin' in the night, In those Blue Ridge mountains, everything felt right. [Chorus] Blue Ridge memories, they haunt me every day, From those Carolina hills, I stray so far away, But deep within my heart, those mountains always call, Blue Ridge memories, I miss them most of all.