Thinking of Home

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I can see the sun as it’s sinking
Through the pines on the old mountainside
I can hear my mother a callin
As I sit here alone tonight

I can see the smoke from the chimney
I can see the old trail toward home
As I sit here alone in the city
I think of the folks there back home

What makes us all want to wonder
Why do we all want to roam
Nobody knows how my heart aches
For my mom and dad back at home

I’m leaving at sunrise tomorrow
I can’t wait to see the old home
For I know they’re waiting by the fireside
For one of the kids to return

I can see the smoke from the chimney
I can see the old trail toward home
As I sit here alone in the city
I think of the folks there back home