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Blue ridge mountain memories
I gotta get back to my home
Among the ferns and dogwood trees
That's the dirt where I was grown
Backwoods living set me free
Gotta get back to my roots
This city life is killing me
Pretty soon I'm gonna shake my boots
Say
Oh my my, said oh my my
Getting down to the Georgia clay
Oh my my, said oh my my
Drinking sweet tea every day
Oh my my, said oh my my
Digging deep is the southern way
Honey I'm home
I am so glad just to see y'all
