American Old Time Song Lyrics: 13 Remembrance Of Home

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 13

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Written and sung by Gus Williams.

I am thinking of my home,
Of the cottage on the hill,
The cottage where my poor old mother died;
Of the orchard, of the school where I learned the golden rule,
Of old Dobbin, on whose back I oft did ride.
And as I recall the scene,
It seems just like a dream,
A dream that is past now and is o'er;
A tear comes in my eye, and I can only sigh,
For to see my dear and good old home once more.

Home once more, home once more,
Shall I ever see my home once more?
Home once more, home once more,
Shall I ever see my home once more?

Shall I ever see the church where I often used to go?
Shall I ever see that dear old church again?
Shall I ever see the mill that stood right near the hill,
Or must I in a foreign land remain?
Shall I ever see my father,
That dear, old gray-haired man,
As he sat in the arm-chair by the door?
I have power, I have wealth,
Yet I'd give them all for health,
So that I could see my dear old home once more.-Chorus.
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