Bill Monroe
- Back in the days of my childhood.
In the evening when everything was still
I used to sit and listen to the foxes.
And my Dad in them old Kentucky hills.
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I'm on my way back to the old home.
That road winds on up the hill.
But there's no light in the window.
That shines long ago where I lived.
- Soon my childhood days are over.
I had no leave my old home.
Mother and dad was called to heaven.
I'm left in this world all alone.
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- High in the hills of old Kentucky
Stands a fond spot in my memory.
I'm on my way back to the old home.
That light in the window I want to see.
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