Piney River Girl Songtext
von Bill Staines

I heard the sound of a redbird sing and the call of a whippoorwill
As the sun pulled over the eastern ridges and warmed the morning hills
I heard the sound of an old blue hound as it wakened to the day
He shook off all of his hound-dog dreams and wandered on his way

Thinkin′ 'bout old Virginia and a Blue Ridge memory
That fills my mind with another time and brings her back to me
Thinkin′ 'bout old Virginia and a Blue Ridge memory
That fills my mind with another time and brings her back to me


She loved the sound of the banjo's
Ring and she loved the bluegrass tunes
And as I recall, she knew them all beneath the mountain moon
She loved the soft and the easy wind as it whispered in the hills
And I′d like to think that if I were there she′d maybe love me still

Thinkin' ′bout old Virginia and a Blue Ridge memory
That fills my mind with another time and brings her back to me
Thinkin' ′bout old Virginia and a Blue Ridge memory
That fills my mind with another time and brings her back to me

The times they come and the times they go. Ya win, sometimes ya lose
But I love this livin' with every
Breath and I love to sing the sing blues
When i hear the redbird sing my heart jumps in a a whirl —
It reminds me of the time once spent with the Piney River Girl


Thinkin′ 'bout old Virginia and a Blue Ridge memory
That fills my mind with another time and brings her back to me
Thinkin' ′bout old Virginia and a Blue Ridge memory
That fills my mind with another time and brings her back to me