Blue Ridge Heartstrings

Early morning on the ridge

Fog is sitting on the creek

Walking past the old stone bridge

With a quiet truth we never speak

Coal dust on the gravel road

Pine trees reaching for the sky

Every hand has borne the load

Watching seasons passing by

Oh, these blue hills

hold my name In the hollows

where the cold winds blow

Through the winter

and the summer flame This is the only home

I'll ever know

(home I'll ever know) An old wood stove to keep us warm

Kerosene lamp when the power dies

We learned to weather any storm

Underneath these ancient skies

Oh, these blue hills

hold my name In the hollows where the cold winds blow

Through the winter and the summer flame This is the only home

I'll ever know (home I'll ever know)

And the river runs deep,

and the river runs wide

Carrying secrets to the other side

Roots go down

through the rocky clay

Nothing ever washes them away

Oh, these blue hills

hold my name In the hollows where the cold winds blow

Through the winter

and the summer flame This is the only home

I'll ever know (home

I'll ever know)

This is the only home...

Just these hills

and me...