Текст песни A Far Cry

I remember the face of an angel
A love that was faithful and true
I left that dear boy in the mountains
For a ramblin' life empty and blue

Sweet roses bloom where they're planted
Wild flowers seed on the wind
That valley was closer to heaven
Than any place this poor fool's been

It's a far cry from here to Virginia
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My teardrops fall like rain on the roof
Of that Blue Ridge home where I'm bound

This highway's a ribbon of lonesome
Don't care where I lay my head down
My Virginia boy died broken hearted
My sweet mountain darlin' is gone

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 that Blue Ridge home where I'm bound