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 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 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