I know where the sun is shining I know where someone is
pining just a simple pal a country gal I know she’s true
What’s the use of tears and sighing after many years of
trying guess I’m going home no more to roam I’m feeling blue.
When I leave this town I’ll hurry where they never frown or
worry when I say goodbye no one will sigh when I am gone
give me back the brooks and clover with those shady nooks
all over I could be content without a cent where I was born.
When you’re a long long way from home it makes you feel
like you’re alone its hard to find a pal that’s true that you can
tell your troubles to and when you send a letter home your
mother’s voice rings in your ears and then you cross the T’s
with kisses what a strange world this is, then you dot the I’s
with tears and all the sunshine turns to gloom when you’re a long
way from home.