Hank Snow - Down The Old Road To Home |
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Down The Old Road To Home
Hank Snow I'm thinking of you while here all alone I'm wishing and longing for you and for home I'd give this whole world if I could only say I'm climbin' that old hill headin' that way For I'm lonesome and blue for some place to roam And I wish it could be down that old road to home With a troubled mind and a heart full of pain I've searched this whole world for fortune and fame But I'm longing to be with you once again So we could go strolling down old mem'ry lane [ fiddle ] There's a little white house on the top of the hill Not very far from an old sawmill And I'd give this world if I could only say I'm climbin' that old hill heading that way For I'm lonesome and blue for some place to roam And I wish it could be down that old road to home |
