Dillards (The)
The Old Home Place
It's been ten long years since I left my homeIn the hollow where I was bornWhere the cool fall nights make the wood smoke riseAnd the foxhunter blows his hornI fell in love with a girl from the townI thought that she would be trueI ran away to Charlottesville And worked in a sawmill or two What have they done to the old home place Why did they tear it down And why did I leave the plow in the field And look for a job in the townWell my girl she ran off with somebody elseThe taverns took all my payAnd here I stand where the old home stoodBefore they took it awayNow the geese they fly south and the cold wind blowsAs I stand here and hang my headI've lost my love I've lost my homeAnd now I wish that I was dead
From Letras Mania