Blue Ridge Mountain Girl

Blue Highway

INTRO: Em . C . | G . . . | G . D . | G . . . | G . . . |

G C G D G

1. Sure is cold here in Chicago; Wind can cut you like a knife

2. In my hand I hold a letter; Said she’d made a pretty bride

G C Am D

1. Another day, another dollar; What a way to spend your life

2. As I lay here in the darkness, She lies by another’s side

G C G D G

1. She was young and I was restless, so I set out to see the world

2. I’ve got money in my pocket; Diamond rings that I wear

G C G D G

1. Left my home in old Virginia, and my Blue Ridge Mountain girl

2. But I’d trade it all this minute, for all the gold that’s in her hair

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C G

I can see her standing by the window

C D

There’s nothing sadder in the world

Em C G

Than to see those green eyes all red and crying

D G

On my Blue Ridge Mountain girl.