Blue Ridge

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Song Title
Blue Ridge
Writers
Benjamin Grace Gilmore, Karyn Thurston Gilmore
Publisher
Story & Tune Music admin by Palm Valley Music LLC (ASCAP)
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Lyrics
I was twelve years old the summer we moved to the hills outside of Clemson
in a rusty wagon near overflowing with mama’s good reasons to run
mama loved a legend like she loved Jim Beam
always laughing me a story that would spin in my dreams
but her eyes went heavy the first time she told me the name
of the wild-hearted woman the Blue Ridge couldn’t tame

she was born in the sort of backhanded country where a lady remembers her place
where a young girl’s hopes or a cry for justice can vanish without a trace
where you best not question the way it gets done
women bleed out just from biting their tongues
and the dust grows thick on the laws and the minds that don’t change
til the wild-hearted woman the Blue Ridge couldn’t tame

if you go out in the woods tonight, you’d better leave your chains
these hills run with brave rebellion, wolves, and old bloodstains
heaven help the man who claims the forest or her trees
cause hell hath no fury like a woman breaking free
hell hath no fury like a woman breaking free

she was married to the sheriff at just 19, he was hungry and angry and rough
everyone knew, and the rumors flew, but the whispers were never enough
see that lawman, he don’t care to much
what’s his to protect or his to touch
but no one in town would dare to accuse him by name
til the wild-hearted woman the Blue Ridge couldn’t tame

so the afternoon her niece came home with hard tears in her eyes
she marched downtown to the sheriff’s station and demanded that he resign
but power bends what you can’t prove
lies defend against the truth
and they called her a whore for tryin to take a good man down
yeah they ran that wild-hearted woman right out of this town

if you go out in the woods tonight, you’d better leave your chains
these hills run with brave rebellion, wolves, and old bloodstains
heaven help the man who claims the forest or her trees
cause hell hath no fury like a woman breaking free
hell hath no fury like a woman breaking free

now the tables turn when what’s been silenced breaks into a yell
and what is told it must behave is destined to rebel
one lit match and gasoline
will burn down all that won’t come clean
and guilty bones are quick at catching flame
now all of the sheriff that remains
is the legend of the woman the Blue Ridge couldn’t tame

if you go out in the woods tonight, you’d better leave your chains
these hills run with brave rebellion, wolves, and old bloodstains
heaven help the man who claims the forest or her trees
cause hell hath no fury like a woman breaking free
hell hath no fury like a woman breaking free

mama held my hand as she brought me to the forest that summer night
where they still say the wild-hearted woman is waiting and ready to fight
she said if some man is up to no good
come right here to the edge of this wood
close your eyes, just whisper her name
call the wild-hearted woman the Blue Ridge couldn’t tame

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