Stone House on Blueberry Hill
Well the wire was strung higher than anyone there could have known
And the kinder the reminder the less chance they�d make it back home
There was smoke, there was fog, there were blueberries wild on the hill
There was silence, there was hummin
Pacin and drums without will
There�s a signal in the campfire and nobody knows what it means
There�s a young man who looks old and tired
With eyes that won�t say anything
There�s a soldier, there�s a farmer
A stone house burned black from within
There are friendships that have parted
And brothers who are missing their kin
There�s a buckle made of silver
A leather purse empty of coins
And a bottle to deliver some freedom wherever you�re going
I was there
I was watching
>From an island of trees they were ash
I was empty, I was lonesome
I had questions and no one to ask
There�s a blue ridge in the Blue Ridge
And a history of wanderers there
If you�re lost in those mountains
Remember to look for me there
Thanks to saintseiya23 for adding these lyrics
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Stone House on Blueberry Hill
Well the wire was strung higher than anyone there could have known
And the kinder the reminder the less chance they�d make it back home
There was smoke, there was fog, there were blueberries wild on the hill
There was silence, there was hummin
Pacin and drums without will
There�s a signal in the campfire and nobody knows what it means
There�s a young man who looks old and tired
With eyes that won�t say anything
There�s a soldier, there�s a farmer
A stone house burned black from within
There are friendships that have parted
And brothers who are missing their kin
There�s a buckle made of silver
A leather purse empty of coins
And a bottle to deliver some freedom wherever you�re going
I was there
I was watching
>From an island of trees they were ash I was empty, I was lonesome
I had questions and no one to ask
There�s a blue ridge in the Blue Ridge
And a history of wanderers there
If you�re lost in those mountains
Remember to look for me there
Thanks to saintseiya23 for adding these lyrics
Well the wire was strung higher than anyone there could have known
And the kinder the reminder the less chance they�d make it back home
There was smoke, there was fog, there were blueberries wild on the hill
There was silence, there was hummin
Pacin and drums without will
There�s a signal in the campfire and nobody knows what it means
There�s a young man who looks old and tired
With eyes that won�t say anything
There�s a soldier, there�s a farmer
A stone house burned black from within
There are friendships that have parted
And brothers who are missing their kin
There�s a buckle made of silver
A leather purse empty of coins
And a bottle to deliver some freedom wherever you�re going
I was there
I was watching
>From an island of trees they were ash I was empty, I was lonesome
I had questions and no one to ask
There�s a blue ridge in the Blue Ridge
And a history of wanderers there
If you�re lost in those mountains
Remember to look for me there
Thanks to saintseiya23 for adding these lyrics