From my bluegrass days...
One day I was listening to an interview with Dolly Parton and she was just goin' on and on and on about the beauty of Tennessee and she said, You ain't seen nuthin' til you've seen that blue mist on those Tennessee hills...and I thought...hmmmm.......
Joe Attwood-lead and harmony vocals, mandolin, guitar and bass
Jeb Stewart-fiddle
Blue Misty Hills of Tennessee
by Peggy Mack
all rights reserved
Well I can see the sunlight shinin’ through the clouds,
O’er the mountains I climbed as a child,
And I’d give my last dollar just to travel back and see.
Those blue misty hills of
I grew up a coal miner’s son,
Working ‘til the day was done,
And I dreamed of the day
When I could be free
From those blue, misty hills of
Have you seen the
Blue mist rolls as far as you can see,
It gets into your soul and will never let you go,
Oh, those blue misty hills of
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Now I’ve traveled many miles from my home,
And I’ve seen many places as I roam,
But none can compare from sea to shining sea,
With those blue misty hills of
Well my love is in the hills of Tennesse,
She says she’s waiting there for me,
So we’ll build us a home,
We’ll never want to roam from
Those blue misty hills of
Have you seen the
Blue mist rolls as far as you can see,
It gets into your soul and will never let you go,
From those blue misty hills of
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Have you seen the
Blue mist rolls as far as you can see,
It gets into your soul and will never let you go,
From those blue misty hills of
From those blue misty hills of