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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alan Jackson
Alan Jackson
Musician
Scott Coney
Scott Coney
Acoustic Guitar
Adam Steffey
Adam Steffey
Mandolin
Tim Crouch
Tim Crouch
Fiddle
Rob Ickes
Rob Ickes
Dobro
Sammy Shelor
Sammy Shelor
Banjo
Don Rigsby
Don Rigsby
Background Vocals
Ronnie Bowman
Ronnie Bowman
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alan Jackson
Alan Jackson
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keith Stegall
Keith Stegall
Producer
Adam Wright
Adam Wright
Producer
John Kelton
John Kelton
Mixing Engineer
Travis Humbert
Travis Humbert
Assistant Recording Engineer
Hank Williams
Hank Williams
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

He met her in the fall of '93 in the hills of Tennessee She was barely 17, he was tall and strong and lean They were deep in love by June Hand in hand beneath that moon And she'd sing a little Blue Ridge Mountain song And he'd just hum along And they'd dance all night 'til dawn On a hillside all alone They were young and they were free Like a mountain melody In love as they could be Singing that Blue Ridge song She married in her mama's wedding gown Bought a house and settled down He worked driving all around Hauling logs from town to town And he'd come home every night And she'd be waiting in the front porch light And she'd sing a little Blue Ridge Mountain song And he'd just hum along They'd dance all night till dawn On the front porch all alone They were young and they were free Like a mountain melody In love as they could be Singing that Blue Ridge song They couldn't tell him what was wrong But they just didn't know It wasn't very long 'til Jesus called her home And he got down on his knees Said, "God, don't take my love from me" Just let her sing a little Blue Ridge Mountain song Like she has all along And I'll dance with her 'til dawn On a hillside all alone And we'll spend eternity like a mountain melody In love as we can be Singing that Blue Ridge song Now he lives there all alone In the house that they called home In his heart there lies a void From the absence of her voice And he lays down every night Dreams about that front porch light Where she'd sing a little Blue Ridge Mountain song He'd just hum along They'd dance all night until dawn On the hillside all alone They were young and they were free Like a mountain melody In love as they could be Singing that Blue Ridge song Little Blue Ridge Mountain song (singing that blue ridge song) Sing a little Blue Ridge Mountain song Sing a little Blue Ridge Mountain song (singing that Blue Ridge song) Sing a little Blue Ridge Mountain song Sing a little Blue Ridge Mountain song (singing that Blue Ridge song) Sing a little Blue Ridge Mountain song Sing a little Blue Ridge Mountain song Little Blue Ridge Mountain song
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