Old Home Place

G     B7     C     G

It’s been ten long years since I left my home


In the hollow where I was born.

G     B7     C     G

Where the cool fall nights make the wood smoke rise,

D     G

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 saw mill Crew.

D     G

What have they done to the old home place,

A     D

why did they tear it down?

G     B7     C     G

And why did I leave the plow in the field,

D     G

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.