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MY BLUE RIDGE

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Verse 1

 

At times I feel shattered,

And overwhelmed by my world.

So, I close my eyes,

Lift my head from the floor.

Remembering that mountain top view,

That I used to go to.

A campfire and guitar,

An escape I can’t lose.

 

Chorus 1

 

Take me to, the high land ridge,

Past that old Shenandoah bridge.

Where I can be, just little ‘ol me,

Over the shadows, of my Blue Ridge.

 

Verse 2

 

It holds the pieces,

Of what’s left of me.

And I’ll find my answers,

To everything I need.

I can’t take for granted,

The hand that’s been handed to me.

Looking out at the valley,

Just as far as I can see.

 

Chorus 2

 

Take me to, the high land ridge,

Past that old Shenandoah bridge.

Where I can be, just little ‘ol me,

Over the shadows, of my Blue Ridge.

 

 

Bridge

 

If I just close my eyes,

Follow the Virginia Pine.

I’ll find a way,

To those Blue Ridge skies.

 

 

Chorus 3

 

Take me to, the high land ridge,

Past that old Shenandoah bridge.

Where I can be, just little ‘ol me,

Over the shadows, of my Blue Ridge.

 

Take me to, the high land ridge,

Past that old Shenandoah bridge.

Where I can be, just little ‘ol me,

In the memory of, my Blue Ridge.

Contact: Jason Rector, 615-266-4218, Jason@JasonRectorMusic.com  © 2020 Jason Rector Publishing LLC, All Rights Reserved

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