Lyrics:

Well I wonder how the old folks are at home
I wonder if they`ll miss me when I`m gone
I wonder if they pray
For the boy who went away
And left his dear old parents all alone


REFRAIN:
Now you can hear the cattle lowing in the lane
You can almost see the fields of bluegrass green
You can almost hear them cry
As they kissed their boy goodbye
I wonder how the old folks are at home

Just a village and a homestead on the farm
And a mother`s love to shield you from all harm
A sweetheart brave and true
A place we love so dear
Just a village and a homestead on the farm