On a mountain in Virginia stands a lonesome pine
Just below , is the cabin home of a little girl of mine .
Her name is June and very , very soon she'll belong to me
For I know she's waiting there for me 'neath that lone pine tree .
In the blue ridge mountains of Virginia , on the trail of the lonesome pine,
In the pale moonshine , our hearts entwine
Where she carved her name and I carved mine
Oh June , like the mountains I'm blue
Like the pine I am lonesome for you
In the blue ridge mountains of virginia
On the trail of the lonesome pine |