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Blue Ridge Mountain Blues
MacGregor 8955
 
    
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Blue Ridge Mountain Blues
 
ID: 13690
   Instrumental  

LabelMacGregor
Label information
Grid list of MacGregor recordings
Number8955
TypeSinging Call
Copies2
Vic's Rating0 (not rated)
Bpm 
Duration 
Media45 rpm vinyl
Artist(s)
Fenton Jones (picture)     recordings by Fenton Jones

Fenton Jones

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Old Call(s)
Cue Sheet

OPENER - MIDDLE BREAK    Basic

The head two star thru
Right & left thru you know
You circle up four, go once around that ring
Pass thru, box the gnat, do a little dosado
Step right up and give that gal a swing
Allemande left your corner, pass one lady by
Take the next girl, promenade and say
My grip is packed to travel and I'm scratchin' gravel
On that blue ridge far away


FIGURE    C4, corner progression

Those four little ladies promenade that ring (go, go, go)
Home again, everybody swing
Join hands, circle around the town
Swing your corner round and round
Allemande left new corners
Wagon wheel your own
Spin 'er boys, promenade and say
You've got a brand new lady
When you swing this baby
On the blue ridge far away

 
Lyrics

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Blue Ridge Mountain Blues Lyrics ID: 2245

When I was young and in my prime (in my prime!),
I left my home in Caroline.
Now all I do is sit and pine
For all those folks I left behind.

I got the Blue Ridge Mountain blues
And I stand right here to say,
"My grip is packed to travel, and I'm back to ramble,
To my blue ridge far away."

I'm goin' to stay right by my pa
I'm goin' to do right by my ma,
I'll hang around the cabin door
No work or worry anymore.

I got the Blue Ridge Mountain blues
Goin' to see my old oak tree,
Gonna hunt the possum where the corn cob blossom,
In my blue ridge far away.
Woo!

I see a haze of snowy white
I see a window with light,
I seem to hear them both sigh
"Where is my wand'rin boy tonight? "

I got the Blue Ridge Mountain blues
And I stand right here to say,
Every day I'm countin' 'til I climb that mountain,
In my blue ridge far away.

I got the Blue Ridge Mountain blues
Goin' to see my old oak tree,
Gonna hunt the possum where the corn cob blossom,
In my blue ridge far away.

Lyrics by John Fogerty.
Recorded by John Fogerty; Earl Scruggs.
 

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