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A long time ago I left my homeFor a job in the fruit treesBut I miss those hills with the windy pinesTheir song seemed to suit meSo I sent my wages to my homeSaid we'd soon be togetherFor the next good crop would pay my wayAnd I'd come home foreverOne more dime to show for my dayOne more dollar and I'm on my wayWhen I reach those hills, boys, I'll never roam'Cause one more dollar and I'm going homeNo work said the boss at the bunkhouse doorThere's a freeze on the branchesSo when the dice came out at the bar downtownI rolled and I took my chancesOne more dime to show for my dayOne more dollar and I'm on my wayWhen I reach those hills, boys, I'll never roam'Cause, one more dollar and I'm going homeA long time ago I left my homeLetras de cancionesJust a boy passing twentyCould you spare a coin and a Christian prayerFor my luck has turned against meOne more dime to show for my dayOne more dollar and I'm on my wayWhen I reach those hills, boys, I'll never roamJust one more dollar and I'm going homeOne more dollar, boys, I'm going home From Letras Mania