PINEY RIVER GIRL (Bill Staines) Well I heard the sound of a redbird sing And the call of a whippoorwill As the sun pours over the eastern ridges And warms the morning hills. I heard the sound of an old blue hound As he wakened to the day. He shook off all of his hound-dog dreams And wandered upon his way. Chorus Thinkin' 'bout old Virginia and a Blue Ridge memory Fills my mind with another time and brings her back to me. Thinkin' 'bout old Virginia and a Blue Ridge memory Fills my mind with another time and brings her back to me. She loved the sound of the banjo's ring And she loved the bluegrass tunes And as I recall, she knew them all Beneath the mountain moon. She loved the soft and the easy wind As it whispered in the hills And I'd like to think that if I were there She'd maybe love me still. Chorus The times they come and the times they go You win sometimes you lose But I love this livin' with every breath And I love to sing the blues. When I hear a redbird sing My heart jumps in a whirl It reminds of the time once spent With a Piney River Girl Chorus