Bill Monroe - Im on my way back to the old home

^GBack in the days of my ^Cchildhood In the ^Gevening when everything was ^Dstill I ^Gused to sit and listen to the ^Cfox hounds With my ^Gdad in the ^Dold Kentucky ^Ghills

^GI'm on my way back to t^Che old home The road winds on up the hill Bu^Gt there's no light in the wind^Cow That shi^Gned long ag^Do where I liv^Ged

^GSoon my childhood days ^Cwere over I had t^Go leave my old home ^{D G}For my dad and mom were^C called to heaven I was le^Gft in this ^Dworld all alo^Gne

^GHigh in the hills of ol^Cd Kentucky Stands ^Gthe fondest spot in my memor^Dy I’^Gm on my way back to the old ho^Cme The ligh^Gt in the wi^Dndow I long t^Go see

^GI'm on my way back to t^Che old home The roa^Gd winds on up the hill ^D Bu^Gt there's no light in the wind^Cow That shi^Gned long ag^Do where I liv^Ged