Homestead On The Farm

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Norman Blake ~ Homestead On The Farm

Well I wonder how the old folks are at home
I wonder if they miss me while I roam
I wonder if they pray for the boy that went away
And left his dear old parents all alone

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You can hear the cattle lowing in the lane
You can almost see the fields of bluegrass wave
You can almost hear them cry as they kiss their boy goodbye
Well, I wonder how the old folks are at home

Just a village and a homestead on the farm
And a mother's love to shield you from all harm
A mother's love so dear and a sweetheart brave and true
Just a village and a homestead on the farm

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