Blue Ridge Lyrics – Bob Seger

I was all on the road tonight making real good time
Heading out on the frozen north of the Mason-Dixon line
I pulled off for sunrise and I stopped up on some bridge
And looked out on the Blue Ridge

I could hear the echoes tumbling down the gaps
Cannon firing, musket shots and someone playing
150 years ago there was a Yankee in some ditch
Fighting on the Blue Ridge
Trying to take the Blue Ridge

Pick me up in Virginia, carry me to Caroline
Set me down in Georgia right on time

From that Shannon door all the way to Tennessee
a fearsome
[?] the mighty Cherokee
to help these ancient misty hills
with a woeful iron fist all along the Blue Ridge
all along the Blue Ridge