You are the dearest land outside of Heaven to me
I miss your laurels and your redbud trees
When I die, I want to rest upon your graceful mountains so free
For that is where God will look for me
I miss the old folks singing in the silvery moonlight
I miss the hound dogs chasinâ?? coons
I know that
My mother, dad and sweetheart are waiting for me
I will be coming soon
Writer(s): HENRY PRICHARD
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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