Текст (слова) песни: Dolly Parton - My Blue Ridge Mountain Boy
From a shack by a mountain stream To a room in New Orleans So far from my Blue Ridge Mountain home The men I meet ain`t warm and friendly Like the one in old Virginie Oh they ain`t real like my Blue Ridge Mountain boy I was just a little past eighteen When I came to New Orleans I`d never been beyond my home state line There was a boy who loved me dearly But I broke his heart severely When I left my Blue Ridge Mountain boy
Life was dull in my hometown Lights were out when the sun went down And I thought that city life was more my style But nights get lonely away from home And it`s easy to go wrong The men ain`t kind like my Blue Ridge Mountain boy
New Orleans held things in store Things I`d never bargained for And every night a different man knocks on my door 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 never go back home Since the boy I love is gone He grew tired of waiting for me to return They say he married last October But I never will get over Oh the sweet love of my Blue Ridge Mountain boy
Blue Ridge Mountain boy
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