Rock me grandpa, tell me 'bout the mountains Tell me how the Cherokee found them, many moons ago... Rock me Grandpa, tell me 'bout the hills and valleys, Tell me 'bout the girl named Sally, and how you loved her so... Sit on my lap now boy, n look off towards the west, Now close your eyes and dream awhile, and I'll supply the rest. That's a mountain sunset boy paintin' fire in the sky, And it's the good Lord's way of singin' you a Blue Ridge Lullaby Rock me grandpa, tell me 'bout the mountains Tell me how the Cherokee found them, many moons ago... Rock me Grandpa, tell me 'bout the hills and valleys, Tell me 'bout the girl named Sally, and how you loved her so... Sit on my lap now boy, and I'll tell you about the days, When your Grandma and I used to lie in the grass just to watch the skies ablaze. It's been about forty years, your Grandma, she's been gone, But I can see those eyes in the Blue Ridge skies that called my Sally home... Rock me grandpa, tell me 'bout the mountains Tell me how the Cherokee found them, many moons ago... Rock me Grandpa, tell me 'bout the hills and valleys, Tell me 'bout the girl named Sally, and how you loved her so... [Solo Harmony] So I sat on his lap awhile, and I looked off towards the West, And I closed my eyes and dreamed awhile, and he supplied the rest, Well there's a mountain sunset now, paintin' fire in the sky, And as the shadows fall, I can still recall a tear in the old man's eye When I said... Rock me grandpa, tell me 'bout the mountains Tell me how the Cherokee found them, many moons ago... Rock me Grandpa, tell me 'bout the hills and valleys, Tell me 'bout the girl named Sally, and how you loved her so... Rock me Grandpa... Rock me Grandpa...