A Far Cry

I remember the face of an angel

A love that was faithful and true

I left that dear girl in the mountains

For a ramblin’ life empty and blue.

Sweet roses bloom where they’re planted

Wildflowers seed on the wind

That valley was closer to heaven

Than any place this poor fool has been.

Chorus: 

It’s a far cry from here to Virginia

But I’d crawl every inch of that ground

My teardrops fall like rain on the roof

Of the Blue Ridge home where I’m bound

This highway’s a ribbon of lonesome

Don’t care where I lay my head down

Virginia has died broken-hearted

My sweet mountain darlin’ is gone

Chorus:

Tag: My teardrops form like rain on the roof

Of the Blue Ridge home where I’m bound

I remember the face of an angel.