I'm On My Way Back To The Old Home

Written by: Bill Monroe

Back inthe day of my childhood
In the evening when everything was still
I used to listen to the foxes
And my dad in them old Kentucky hills

Chorus
        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 shines long ago where I lived

Soon my childhood days are over
I had to leave my old home
For dad and mom was called to heavebn
We'll I'm left in this world all alone

Chorus

High in the hills of old Kentucky
Stands a fond spot in my memory
I'm on my way back to the old home
That light in the window I want to see

Chorus

Recorded on