CHORUS

In the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia

On the trail of the lonesome Pine

In the pale moonshine our hearts entwine

Where you carved your name and I carved mine.



Oh, you - like the mountains are blue

Like the pine - I am lonesome for you

In the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia

On the trail of the lonesome Pine.



On a mountain in Virginia stands a lonesome Pine

Just below is the little cabin home of a little girl of mine

Her name is June and very, very soon she'll belong to me

For I know she's waiting there for me 'neath that lone Pine tree.



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