Old Home Place

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

In the holler where I was born

Where the cool fall night makes the wood smoke rise

And a fox hunter blows his horn.

I fell in love with a girl from the town

I thought that she could 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 the plow in the field

And look for a job in the town.

Well the girl ran off with somebody else

The sheriff 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,

I stand alone and hang my head.

I've lost my love, I've lost my home

And now I wish I was dead.

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.