I'm thinking of you while here all alone
I'm wishing and longing for you and for home
I'd give this whole world if I could only say
I'm climbin' that old hill heading that way.

For I'm lonesome and blue
For some place to roam
And I wish it could be
Down that old road to home.

With a troubled mind and a heart full of pain
I've searched this whole world for fortune and fame
But I'm longing to be with you once again
So we could go strolling down old mem'ry lane.

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There's a little white house on the top of the hill
Not very far from an old sawmill
And I'd give this world if I could only say
I'm climbing that old hill heading that way.

For I'm lonesome and blue
For some place to roam
And I wish it could be
Down that old road to home...