Little home in Tennessee
I am always dreaming of my little home Back among the hills of Tennessee I am always yearning, longing to return To the place that means the world to me Just a little shack roof all turning black Still it's a place there to me Song birds always shinging round the kitchen door Of my little home in Tennessee I can see my mother standing by the gate As I drove the old horse up the lane She would never scold me when I came home late How I wish that I had never cause her pain Just a tender smile beaming all the while No one could be half so kind to me Now she's gone to Heaven and she'll never teturn To my little home in Tennessee I can still remember many years ago When my sweetheart wandered by my side Down among the mountains where wild flowers grow There she promised she would be my bride Then another man won her heart and hand She always meant the world to me I was broken hearted and I went away From my little home in Tennessee