There's a well-beaten path on this old mountain side
Where I wandered when I was a lad
And I wandered alone to the place I called 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

How my thoughts wander back to that ramshackle shack
In those Blue Ridge hills far away
Where my Mother and Dad are laid there to rest
They are 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 cabin home with a sigh
I've a longing for days gone by
When I die, won't you bury me on that 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