Текст песни Bill Monroe - I wish I was in the Southland sitting in
Bill Monroe - I wish I was in the Southland sitting in слова песни
I left my old home in the mountainsAnd the only friends I ever hadAnd while I rambled this world overMy heart felt so lonely and sad I`m going back to the old home Back to the place I love so well Where the sweet waters flow and the wildflowers grow Back to the old home on the hillI know that dear old mother`s waitingWaiting alone on that hillWith the silver in her hair and a twinkle in her eyeIn the old cabin home on the hillYears have gone by since I saw herIГ‚`ve traveled many a mileBut tonight there`s a light in the windowAnd she`s waiting at the door with a smile