Lyrics
4 Blue Ridge Blue
(Leaphart)
Mac Leaphart: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Harmonica
Fats Kaplin: Fiddle
Matt Menefee: Banjo
Brad Jones: Bass
Carey Kotsionis: Vocals
Logan Todd: Drums
Carolina Blue Ridge blue
East Tennessee Smoky breeze
Some ol’ Texas Hill Country tune
Gets me higher than Georgia pine trees
I was raised among the ‘boros, ‘burgs, and ‘villes
Down in Carolina and I stayed there until
Tried my hand out west
Came back my tail between my legs
Didn’t take too long to figure out
My home was in the South
Carolina Blue Ridge blue
East Tennessee Smoky breeze
North Alabama, southern soul tune
Gets me higher than Georgia pine trees
I don’t sleep late on Sundays much anymore
I get myself to church, give thanks to the Lord
Come back home and get the flour off the shelf
Them biscuits ain’t gonna cook themselves
I’ve seen a lot of this great country
South Dakota Badlands
California desert sands
Colorado sunset as pretty as it gets
But it ain’t home
No, it ain’t home
Carolina Blue Ridge blue
East Tennessee Smoky breeze
Some ol’ Kentucky fiddle tune
Gets me higher than Georgia pine trees
Gets me higher than Georgia pine trees
Yeah, I’m higher than Georgia pine trees
