My Dear Old Southern Home - Doc Watson
In my dear old southern home
I was happy as I could be
Where the mocking birds sang
Every night while I rest
In that little old log cabin by the sea
Although I think of mother and dad
Where I left I know it made them sad
So I'm going back to that dear old long shack
Where I spent my happy days as a lad
In my dear old southern home
I was happy as I could be
Where the mocking birds sang
Every night while I rest
In that little old log cabin by the sea
Cause friends I'm leaving you today
So I will be going far away
From a dear old sourthen home
I never own a room
I'm ging right back there to stay
In my dear old southern home
I was happy as I could be
Where the mocking birds sang
Every night while I rest
In that little old log cabin by the sea
