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It's been ten long years since I left my home
In the holler where I was born
Where the cool fall night makes the wood smoke rise
And a fox hunter blows his horn.
I fell in love with a girl from the town
I thought that she could be true
I ran away to Charlottesville
And worked in a sawmill too.
What have they done to the old home place,
Why did they tear it down
And why did I leave the plow in the field
And look for a job in the town.
Well the girl ran off with somebody else
The sheriff 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,
I stand alone and hang my head.
I've lost my love, I've lost my home
And now I wish I was dead.
What have they done to the old home place,
Why did they tear it down.
And why did I leave the plow in the field
And look for a job in the town.
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