Old Home Place taby ukulele według The Dillards

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 It's been ten long years since I left my home 
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 In the hollow where I was born. 
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 Where the cool fall nights make the wood smoke rise, 
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 And a fox hunter blows his horn. 


 I fell in love with a girl from the town 
 I thought that she would be true. 
 I ran away to Charlottesville 
 and worked in a sawmill or two. 

 
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 What have they done to the old home place, 
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 why did they tear it down? 
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 And why did I leave the plow in the field, 
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 and look for a job in the town. 


 Well, the girl ran off with somebody else 
 the taverns 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 
 as I stand here and hang my head. 
 I've lost my love, I've lost my home 
 and now I wish that I was dead.