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Artist: J.D. Crowe and the New South
Song: Old Home Place
[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
It's been ten long years since I left my home
In the holler where I was born
Where the cool fall nights make the wood smoke rise
And the fox hunter blows his horn
I fell in love with a girl from the town
I thought that she would be true
I ran away to Charlottesville
And worked in a sawmill or two
[Chorus]
What have they done to the old home place?
Why did they tear it down?
And why did I leave my plow in the field?
And look for a job in the town?
[Interlude]
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[Verse 2]
Well, the girl ran off with somebody else
The tariffs took all my pay
And here I stand where the old home stood
Before they took it away
Now the geese fly south and the cold wind blows
As I stand here and hang my head
I've lost my love, I've lost my home
And now I wish that I was dead
[Chorus]
What have they done to the old home place?
Why did they tear it down?
And why did I leave my plow in the field?
And look for a job in the town?
[Interlude]
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| G | D |
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| G D | G |
[Chorus]
What have they done to the old home place?
Why did they tear it down?
And why did I leave my plow in the field?
And look for a job in the town?