Текст песни I'm On My Way To The Old Home - Bill Monroe

Back in the days of my childhood
In the evening when everything was still
I used to sit and listen to the fox sounds
With my dad in the old Kentucky hills

I'm on my way back to the old home
That road winds on up the hill
But there's no light in the window
That shined long ago where I lived

Soon my childhood days were over
I had to leave my old home
For dad and mother were called to Heaven
I was left in this world all alone

I'm on my way back to the old home
That road winds on up the hill
But there's no light in the window
That shined long ago where I lived

High in the hills of ol' Kentucky
Stands the fondest part in my memory
I'm on my way back to the old home
That light in the window I long to see

I'm on my way back to the old home
That road winds on up the hill
But there's no light in the window
That shined long ago where I lived