I`m On My Way Back to the Old Home — текст песни (Bill Monroe)

Back in the days of my childhood
In the evening when everything was still
I used to sit and listen to the foxhounds
With my dad in the old Kentucky hills

I`m on my way back to the old home
The road winds on up the hill
But there`s no light in the window
That shined long ago where I live

Soon my childhood days were over
I had to leave my old home
For dad and mother were called to heaven
I`s left in this world all alone

High in the hills of old Kentucky
Stands the fondest spot in my memory
I`m on my way back to the old home
The light in the window I long to see