Old Home Place

It's been ten long years since I left my home in the

hollow where I was born



Where the cool fall nights make the woods smell right

and the fox hunter blows him horn



I fell in love with a girl from the town, I thought that she would be true



I ran away to Charlottsville 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 town?



Now the girl ran off with somebody else, tarriffs took all my pay



And here I stand where the old home stood before they took it away



Now geese fly south and the cold wind blows as I stand

here and hang my head



I lost my love and lost my home, and now I wish that I was dead



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