(LISTEN) MY BLUE RIDGE MOUNTAIN HOME FINE ARRANGEMENT BOX 17

Description: Rolls offered here are from my 45+ years of collecting. They have been checked from beginning to end and may need only minor ( and I mean MINOR) repair if any, except where noted. If you are not satisfied with condition simply write. All rolls are shipped by USPS media mail rate with no added costs. Combined shipping on all roll sales. If you overpay for shipping at checkout, I will refund the difference. You will only be charged actual shipping cost (This does not include overseas buyers as Ebay does not allow sellers access to overseas shipping costs). My Blue Ridge Mountain Home QRS 4092To listen to this roll on Youtube, copy and paste: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iwSBcUew73I Lyrics: When the moon goes to shinin’, Then my heart goes to pinin’, For my blue ridge mountain home. With the pine trees a swayin’, And the houn’ dogs a wayin’, That is where I long to roam. When the sun comes a beamin’, Then I start in to dreamin’, Of a place where flowers bloom. When I get back again, I’m goin’ to live till the end, My blue ridge mountain home. I never thought that I could be so sad, Till I left my mountain home. But the time is comin’ when, I’ll be so glad and I never more will roam, For I’ve learned a lesson that I won’t forget, Wherever I may be, Ans oh, how I’m longin’ for the folks back home, For they mean more than all the world to me. When the stars go to winkin’, Then I start in to thinkin’, Of the girl I left behind, And I keep on a strayin’, While I know she is prayin’, That I’m comin’ back sometime. With the old fiddle singin’, I will soon be a swingin’, To the tune of home sweet home. For I know she’ll be waitin’, By the old garden gate, In my blue ridge mountain home. When the moon goes to shinin’, Then my heart goes to pinin’, For my blue ridge mountain home. With the pine trees a swayin’, And the houn’ dogs a wayin’, That is where I long to roam. Oh, my dad and my mother, And my cute little brother, They will welcome me back home. And I know they’ll be happy, When I climb up the hill, To my blue ridge mountain home. I never thought that I could be so sad, Till I left my mountain home. But the time is comin’ when, I’ll be so glad and I never more will roam, For I’ve learned a lesson that I won’t forget, Wherever I may be, Ans oh, how I’m longin’ for the folks back home, For they mean more than all the world to me. When the stars go to winkin’, Then I start in to thinkin’, Of the girl I left behind, And I keep on a strayin’, While I know she is prayin’, That I’m comin’ back sometime. With the old fiddle singin’, I will soon be a swingin’, To the tune of home sweet home. For I know she’ll be waitin’, By the old garden gate, In my blue ridge mountain home.

Price: 12 USD

Location: Hot Springs, Virginia

End Time: 2024-11-30T00:07:22.000Z

Shipping Cost: 5.38 USD