Lyrics Smoke From The Chimney - Tony Joe White

Smoke from the chimney
A little chill in the air
The old folks by the fire
In their rocking chairs
The cotton fields are empty
And the garden is gone
There's smoke from the chimney
Says winters' comin' home

And so many things can change while you're gone
Time goes by so fast
And they say you can never really go back home
The memories still last

And I see the faces
A little weather by the years
I can feel the warm hugs
And smile through my tears
Some things are special
They don't ever fade away
Like smoke from the chimney
And dreams of yesterday

Some things are special
They don't ever fade away
Like smoke from the chimney
And dreams of yesterday

Like smoke from the chimney
And dreams of yesterday