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 (chorus)