Old home place

    Thyere's a place I long to be
    A place that I call home
    A place where I was born and raised
    A place I call my own

Every night upon the porch
I'd hear the whipporwills
Singing to me in their lonesome sound
Giving me cold chills

	* Refrain

A bare foot boy that roamed the hells
So prominent and so plain
Tell his life just how it was
A story that never will change

	* Refrain

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