Lyrics of I wish i was in the southland sitting in a chair

Bill Monroe

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I left my old home in the mountains
And the only friends i ever had
And while i rambled this world over
My heart felt so lonely and sad

I'm going back to the old home
Back to the place i love so well
Where the sweet waters flow and the wildflowers grow
Back to the old home on the hill

I know that dear old mother's waiting
Waiting alone on that hill
With the silver in her hair and a twinkle in her eye
In the old cabin home on the hill

Years have gone by since i saw her
I've traveled many a mile
But tonight there's a light in the window
And she's waiting at the door with a smile

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