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
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