Old Home Place

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. 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.