Homestead on the farm

Homestead on the farm

Well, I [G] won-der how the [C] old folks are at [G] home
Well, I won-der if they [G7] miss me when I'm [C] gone
I won-der if they pray , for their [G] boy who went a- [E7] way
And [A7] left his dear old par-ents all a-[D7] lone...

You could [G] hear the cat-tle [C] low-ing in the [G] lane,
You could al-most see the [G7] fields of blue-grass [C] green.
You could al-most hear them cry, as they [G] kis-sed their boy good- [E7] bye,
I [A7] won-der how the [D7] old folks are at [G] home.
 

Just a [G]vill-age and a [C] home-stead on the [G] farm,
And a mot-her's love to [G7] shield you from all [C] harm;
A mot-her's love so true, and a [G] sweet-heart brave and [E7] true,
A [A7] vill-age and a home-stead on the [D7] farm....

vau© Staffan Jansson 2017