In the evening when everything was still
 I used to sit and listen to the fox hounds
 with my dad in the old Kentucky hills.

 CHORUS:
 I'm on my way back to the old home,
 That road winds on up the hill
 But there's no light in the window,
 That shined long ago where I lived.

 Soon my childhood days were over
 I had to leave my old home.
 For my mom and dad were called to heaven
 I was left in this world all alone.

 High in the hills of ol' Kentucky
 Stands the fondest part of my memory
 I'm on my way back to the old home
 That light in the window I long to see