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 wood smoke rise

And the fox hunter blows his horn

I fell in love with a girl from the town

I thought that she would be true

I ran away to Charlottesville

And worked in a sawmill too

What have they done to the old home place

Why did they tear it down

And why did I leave my plow in the field

And look for a job in the town

Well the girl ran off with somebody else

The tariffs took all my pay

And here I stand where the old home stood

Before they took it away

Now the geese fly south and the cold wind moans

As I stand her and hang my head

I’ve lost my love I’ve lost my home

And now I wish that I was dead

What have they done to the old home place

Why did they tear it down

And why did I leave my plow in the field

And look for a job in the town

What have they done to the old home place

Why did they tear it down

And why did I leave my plow in the field

And look for a job in the town