OK so it took four years to find the book.

Don



I he(D)ard the sound of a redbird sing and the call of a whippoorw(A)ill

As the su(G)n pulled over the e(D)astern ridges and wa(Em7)rmed the morning (G)hills. (A)

I h(D)eard the sound of an old blue hound as he wakened to the d(G)ay.

He sho(G)ok off all of his hou(D)nd-dog dreams and wa(Em7)ndered on his w(G)ay.


CHO: (A)Thinkin' 'bout ol(D)d Virg(A)inia and a B(G)lue Ridge me(A)mory(D)

That fi(G)lls my mind with ano(D)ther time and br(Em7)ings her ba(F#m)ck to m(G)e.

(A)Thinkin' 'bout ol(D)d Virgi(A)nia and a B(G)lue Ridge me(A)mory(D)

That fills my mind with another time and bri(G)ngs her ba(A)ck to m(D)e.