Print

Find myself drivin' down an old dirt road when I hear your song playin' on the radioit takes me 23 years to a day when as kids we used to laugh and play65 degrees and a bright blue sky through the little green gate through the woods flying' bythere's cows in the pasture and birds in the air I whistle with joy I'm almost thereComin' home to Old Virginia to a land I love so dearhome to the heart of the country where the bluebirds sing good cheerComin' home to a land of wanderin' streams boxwoods daffodils and old oak treesto a time way back in my memory I'm comin' homeTurn round the bend and the garden's in view the dogs are a barkin' a welcoming crewyour dogwood trees grown a little this year, see my mama as she sheds a tearshe carries my bags and welcomes me home with a great a big hug and my old rag dolldarlin' tell me how the world is now welcome home, little darlin' welcome homeComin' home to Old Virginia to a land I love so dearhome to the heart of the country where the bluebirds sing good cheerComin' home to a land of wanderin' streams boxwoods daffodils and old oak treesto a time way back in my memory I'm comin' home From Letras Mania