Nhạc sĩ: A.P. Carter
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Thank you very much, everyone, and most of the gang are going to collect round here now.
That's the Hamilton County Bluegrass Band.
Joy McKean has just come out now with the old-fashioned auto-harp,
and she's going to do the old song called My Clinch Mountain Home.
Far away upon a hill on a sunny mountainside
Many years ago we parted, my little Ruth and I
From the sunny mountainside
Oh, she clung to me and trembled when I told her we must part
And I said to her, oh, my darling, you know where's my heart
When we two are far apart
Carry me back to old Virginia
Back to my clinch mountain home
Carry me back to old Virginia
Back to my old mountain home
Oh, I held her in my arms, laid her head upon my breast
And I told her that I'd wet her when I came back from the west
Back to my clinch mountain home
In my hand I hold a picture of the old home far away
And a picture of my sweet home far away
But I'm thinking of the day
On the sunny mountainside
Carry me back to old Virginia
Back to my clinch mountain home
Carry me back to old Virginia
Back to my old mountain home
Oh, my mom's home
My father's old and fever
And my father's getting gray
Carry me back to old Virginia
For it's there I want to stay