*Capo 3rd Fret  
 
         G                  B7          C             G  
 It's been ten long years since I left my home  
                                          D  
 In the hollow where I was born.  
                   G          B7                    C                 G  
 Where the cool fall nights make the wood smoke rise,  
                            D            G  
 And a fox hunter blows his horn.  
 
 
 I fell in love with a girl from the town  
 I thought that she would be true.  
 I ran away to Charlottesville  
 and worked in a sawmill or two.  
 
 
 (Chorus)  
    D                                     G  
 What have they done to the old home place,  
  A                            D  
 why did they tear it down?  
          G            B7          C               G  
 And why did I leave the plow in the field,  
                        D             G  
 and look for a job in the town.  
 
 
 Well, 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 fly south and the cold wind moans  
 as I stand here and hang my head.  
 I've lost my love, I've lost my home  
 and now I wish that I was dead.