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.