Piney Wood Hills

I'm a rambler and a rover and a wanderer it seems

I've traveled all over chasing after my dreams

But a dream should come true and a heart should be filled

And a life should be lived in the Piney Wood hills.

I'll return to the woodlands, I'll return to the snow

I'll return to the hills and the valley below

I'll return like a poor man or a king if God wills

But I'm on my way home to the Piney Wood hills.

I was raised on a song there

I done right, I done wrong there

And it's true I belong there

And it's true it's my home.

From ocean to ocean I've rambled and roamed

And soon I'll return to my Piney Wood home

Maybe someday I'll find someone who will

Love as I love my Piney Wood hills.

I was raised on a song there

I done right, I done wrong there

And it's true I belong there

And it's true it's my home.

I'll return to the woodlands, I'll return to the snow

I'll return to the hills and the valley below

I'll return like a poor man or a king if God wills

But I'm on my way home to the Piney Wood hills...