It's been ten long years since I left my home

In the hollow where I was born

Where the cool fall nights make the woods full bright

And the blossoms are bloomin' on this home

I fell in love with a girl in the town

I swore that she would be true

I went away to Charlottesville

And worked in a sawmill too

What have they done with the old home place?

Why did they tear it down?

And why did I leave the plow in the field

And look for a job in the town?

The girl ran off with somebody else

The carriage took my pick

And now I stand by the old home's door

Before they took it away

I'm against myself and the wind grows cold

As I sit here and hang my head

I've lost my love, I've lost my home

And now I wish that I was dead

What have they done with the old home place?

Why did they tear it down?

And why did I leave the plow in the field

And look for a job in the town?