text: Its been ten long years since I left my home in the hollow where I was born
  Where the cool fall nights make the woods smell right and the fox hunter blows him horn
  I fell in love with a girl from the town, I thought that she would be true
  I ran away to Charlottsville and worked in a sawmill or two
  What have they done to the old home place?
  Why did they tear it down?
  And why did I leave the plow in the field and look for a job in the town?
  Now the girl ran off with somebody else, The taverns took all my pay
  And here I stand where the old home stood before they took it away
  Now the geese they fly south and the cold wind blows as I stand here and hang my head
  Ive lost my love and Ive lost my home, and now I wish that I was dead