| She’s a Blue Ridge cradle
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| She’s a mother to some
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| And home to the laughter
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| Of road weary ones
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| So we’ll sing all the old songs
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| Sing to Grandmamma Road
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| And we’ll sing cause we miss her
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| And we’re sad she had to go
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| If I could see off this mountain
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| Through the clouds in my eyes
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| I would see off this mountain
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| On the nights stars fell
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| And see off this mountain
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| Through the tears in my eyes
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| I would see off this mountain
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| And the stars fell from the skies
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| In the air I hear a fiddle
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| Down along Hickory Way
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| And the mandolin guitar
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| Like we used to play
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| And down on Dunn’s rock
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| Brothers boasting a dare
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| We tell them they’re crazy
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| And pretend we don’t care
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| If I could see off this mountain
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| Through the clouds in my eyes
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| I would see off this mountain
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| On the nights stars fell
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| And see off this mountain
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| Through the tears in my eyes
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| I would see off this mountain
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| And the stars fell from the skies
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| The air tastes like moonshine
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| In the wind a carnival tune
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| It soars with our laughter
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| But we’ll all leave too soon
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| So I raise a toast to family
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| Put thanks in my glass
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| In the arms of your loved ones
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| It’s the only home that lasts
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| If I could see off this mountain
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| Through the clouds in my eyes
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| I would see off this mountain
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| On the night the stars fell
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| And see off this mountain
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| Through the tears in my eyes
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| I could see off this mountain
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| When the stars fell from the skies
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| When the stars fell from the skies
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| Going up to Grandmamma Road
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| Going up to Grandmamma Road
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| I’m happy as can be
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| 'Cause can’t you see
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| I’m going up to Grandmamma Road |