Update 2002-07-25
Way down in the blue ridge mountain
Way down where the tall pines grow
Lives my sweetheart of the mountain
She's my little Georgia rose
Now come and listen to my story
A story that I know is true
Little rose that bloomed in Georgia
With hair of gold,and a heart so true
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Her mother left her with another
With a carefree life that she had planned
The baby now is a lady
The one her mother couldn't stand
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We oftan sing old love songs togather
I watched her do her little part
She'd smile at me when I would tell her
That she was my own sweetheart
* Refrain