The Old Home Lyrics - The Stanley Brothers

I left my old home in the mountains 

And the only friends I ever had 

And while I rambled this world over 

My heart felt so lonely and sad 

I'm going back to the old home 

Back to the place I love so well 

Where the sweet waters flow 

And the wildflowers grow 

Back to the old home on the hill 

I know that dear old mothers waiting 

Waiting alone on that hill 

With the silver in her hair and a twinkle in her eye 

In the old cabin home on the hill 

I'm going back to the old home 

Back to the place I love so well 

Where the sweet waters flow 

And the wildflowers grow 

Back to the old home on the hill 

Years have gone by since I saw her 

Ive traveled many a mile 

But tonight theres a light in the window 

And she's waiting at the door with a smile 

I'm going back to the old home 

Back to the place I love so well 

Where the sweet waters flow 

And the wildflowers grow 

Back to the old home on the hill 

I'm going back to the old home 

Back to the place I love so well 

Where the sweet waters flow 

And the wildflowers grow 

Back to the old home on the hill