Bob Seger
Blue Ridge
I was out on the road tonight making real good timeHeading out of the frozen north for the Mason-Dixon lineI pulled off at sunrise and I stopped up on some bridgeAnd looked out on the Blue RidgeI could hear the echoes tumbling down the gapsCannon firing, musket shots and someone playing Taps150 years ago I was a Yankee in some ditchFighting for the Blue RidgeTrying to take the Blue RidgePick me up in Virginia, carry me to CarolinaSet me down in Georgia right on timeFrom the Shenandoah, all the way to TennesseeThe fearsome Haliwa warlords, the mighty CherokeeThey held these ancient misty hillsWith a willful iron fist all along the Blue RidgeAll along the Blue RidgeYeah!
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