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ears have ever known
Just an old fashioned feeling in my bones
Country comforts and the road that's going home

Down at the mill they've got a new
Well the children come back to see the old home-place
They don't see a thing that they like
The old well out back with its cool clear water don't
I was standing by my window,
On one cold and cloudy day
When I saw an old hearse come rolling
For to carry my mother away

Will the circle be
I was standing by my window,
On one cold and cloudy day
When I saw an old hearse come rolling
For to carry my mother away

Will the circle be
Last night I dreamed a sweet sweet dream I thought I saw my home sweet home
And oh how grand it all did seem I made a vow no more to roam
By that
the children singing
My Daddy's coming home

Going down to old Woodstock
Feel the cool night breeze
Going down to old Woodstock
Going down to give my baby
I was standing by my window,
On one cold and cloudy day
When I saw an old hearse come rolling
For to carry my mother away

Will the circle be
at the door,
Then my old Kentucky home, good night!

[Chorus]
Weep no more, my lady,
Oh weep no more today!
We will sing one song for the old Kentucky
I was standing by my window,
On one cold and cloudy day
When I saw an old hearse come rolling
For to carry my mother away

Will the circle be
at the door,
Then my old Kentucky home, good night!

[Chorus]
Weep no more, my lady,
Oh weep no more today!
We will sing one song for the old Kentucky
at the door,
Then my old Kentucky home, good night!

[Chorus]
Weep no more, my lady,
Oh weep no more today!
We will sing one song for the old Kentucky
Bring him home.

He's like the son I might have known
If God had granted me a son.
The summers die
One by one
How soon they fly
On and on
And I am old
Bring him home

He's like the son I might have known
If God had granted me a son
The summer's die one by one
How soon they fly on and on
Before I'm old
When the sunsets in the sky
And the flowers never die, yes
Friends don't pass you by
Cause that's my home

When the folks say how do you do
going back home

And it's good old country comfort in my bones
Just the sweetest sound my ears have ever known
Just an old-fashioned feeling fully-grown
promised land
Give me my line and my old pirogue
Get me back as fast as you can
Take me back home where the Red River rolls
Take me back home where
ears have ever known
Just an old fashioned feeling in my bones
Country comforts and the road that's going home

Down at the mill they've got a new
When sunset in the sky,
And flowers never die, yeas
And friends don't pass you by,
Because that's my home
Oh where the folks say howdedo.
got no home

Bowling Green, hey
Good old Bowling Green

I wish I was a bumble bee
Flying through the air
Take my true love by my side
Touch her
Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City
I dreamed about them cotton fields of home
I dreamed about my mother, dear old pappy, sister and brother
Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City
I dreamed about them cotton fields of home
I dreamed about my mother, dear old pappy, sister and brother
gladly bear;
Then He'll call me some day to my home far away,
Where His glory forever I'll share.


So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my
you what these things mean to me
This is home.

The place I threw my guts up outside the old wine bar,
The junk shop on the corner where I bought my
Words and music by Pete Seeger

Sailng down my golden river
Sun and water all my own
Yet I was never alone

Sun and water, old life givers
L'll have
He'll call me some day to my home far away,
Where His glory forever I'll share.

So I'll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay