3x-xx-xx ep009 First Song - Blue Ridge Mountain Blues

of the sun set sky like sentinels they raised their lofty summits to the sky now blushing like a maiden rosy flushes on a field of virgin slowly from the scene

the stooping sun gathers up his spent shafts and puts them back into his golden quiver and the lengthening shadows of the night await the twinkle of the twilight Star. The lonely wolf Christ sounds the curfew of departed day. Toil worn and weary from a hard day on the open range. Pindo Pete and his ranch boys welcome you to the circle of their

night fire. You sure have a treat of western music coming and a welcome to the land of the setting sun. Stop your stargazing over there and add your sweet tenor to some of these songs.

Yes, come along. Gee, Gee, willickin', Jack, I'd rather get set. Is it a choker, baby, if you see? Oh, yeah. None of you young maverickin'. Let up on you. He'd just like all the rest of us at times.

We keep lookin' and lookin' for somethin' we can't have. Have you ever seen an old cow, nearly choke herself to death, reachin' through a fence for grass that grows in the field next to her?

when there's more than enough of the same good grass that she's a trapper underfoot just because the grass looks greener over there no, not that I'm comparing Shug with an old cow but right now I can see he's longing for his Blue Ridge Mountain home well, well, sure fix that up for you, Shug

we'll sing the Blue Ridge Mountain blues good I was young in my prime, I left my home in Caroline Now all I do is sit and find For all the folks I left behind I got those blueies mountain blues And I stand right here and say this back to I know the day that I return