I'm on My Way to the Old Home

Back in the days of my childhood
 In the evening when everything was still
 I used to sit and listen to the fox sounds
 With my dad in the 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 shined long ago where I lived
 Soon my childhood days were over
 I had to leave my old home
 For dad and mother were called to Heaven
 I was 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 shined long ago where I lived
 High in the hills of ol' Kentucky
 Stands the fondest part in my memory
 I'm on my way back to the old home
 That light in the window I long 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 shined long ago where I lived