Homestead On The Farm

Well I wonder how the old folks are at home

I wonder if they'll miss me when I'm gone

I wonder if they pray for the boy who went away

And left his dear old parents all alone

Now you can hear the catlle lowing in the lane

You could almost see the fields of blue grass canes

You could almost hear them cry as they kissed their boy goodbye

I wonder how the old folks are at home

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Just the village and the homestead on the farm

And the mother's love there to cheer you from all harm

A sweetheart brave and true a place you love so dear

Just the village and the homestead on the farm

Now you can hear the catlle...