I Wonder How The Old Folks Are At Home Lyrics - The Statler Brothers

I wonder how the old folks are at home I wonder if they miss me while I roam 

I wonder if they pray for the boy who went away 

And left his dear old parents all alone 

You could hear the cattle lowin' in the lane 

You could almost see the fields of blue grass green 

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

I wonder how the old folks are at home 

[ banjo ] 

Just a village and a homestead on the farm 

And a mother's love to keep you from all harm 

A mother's love so true a sweetheart that loves you 

Just a village and a homestead on the farm 

You could hear the cattle lowin'... 

I wonder how the old folks are at home