(Composição: Wayland Holyfield, Richard Leigh) It's so cold here in Chicago The wind can cut you like a knife Another day, another dollar What a way to spend a life She was young and I was restless I set out to win the world Said goodbye to my Virginia And the Blue Ridge Mountain girl I can see her standing by the window And there's nothing sadder in the world Than those green eyes, all red from crying Of my Blue Ridge Mountain girl In my hands I hold a letter That says she made a pretty bride And as I lay here in the darkness She lays by another's side I've got money in my pockets Silver rings that I wear But I'd trade them all this minute For the gold that's in her hair And I can see her standing by the window And there's nothing sadder in the world Than those green eyes, all red from crying Of my Blue Ridge Mountain girl And I can see her standing by the window And there's nothing sadder in the world Than those green eyes, all red from crying Of my Blue Ridge Mountain girl Of my Blue Ridge Mountain girl
