Bob Seger — Blue Ridge

[Verse 1] I was out on the road tonight makin' real good time Headin' out of the frozen north for the Mason-Dixon line I pulled off at sunrise and I stopped up on some bridge And looked out on your Blue Ridge [Verse 2] I could hear the echoes tumblin' down the gaps Cannon fire and musket shots and someone playin' taps A hundred fifty years ago I was a Yankee in some ditch Fightin' for your Blue Ridge Tryin' to take your Blue Ridge [Bridge] Lift me up Virginia, carry me to Caroline Set me down in Georgia right on time [Verse 3] From the Shenandoah all the way to Tennessee The fearsome highland warlords, the mighty Cherokee They held these ancient misty hills with a willful iron fist All along your Blue Ridge All along your Blue Ridge (Yeah)