I'm On My Way Back To The Old Home
Composer(s): Bill Monroe
Performer(s): Bill Monroe
and multiple other artists



Back in the day of my childhood
In the evening when everything was still
I used to listen to the foxes
And my dad in them old Kentucky hills

I'm on my way back to the old home
That road winds on up the hill
But there's no light in the window
That shines long ago where I lived

Soon my childhood days are over
I had to leave my old home
For dad and mom was called to heavebn
We'll I'm left in this world all alone

I'm on my way back to the old home
That road winds on up the hill
But there's no light in the window
That shines long ago where I lived

High in the hills of old Kentucky
Stands a fond spot in my memory
I'm on my way back to the old home
That light in the window I want to see

I'm on my way back to the old home
That road winds on up the hill
But there's no light in the window
That shines long ago where I lived