Текст (слова) песни: Bill Monroe - I wish I was in the Southland sitting in
I left my old home in the mountains And the only friends I ever had And while I rambled this world over My heart felt so lonely and sad
I`m going back to the old home Back to the place I love so well Where the sweet waters flow and the wildflowers grow Back to the old home on the hill
I know that dear old mother`s waiting Waiting alone on that hill With the silver in her hair and a twinkle in her eye In the old cabin home on the hill
Years have gone by since I saw her IГ‚`ve traveled many a mile But tonight there`s a light in the window And she`s waiting at the door with a smile
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