I Wonder How the Old Folks Are at Home

Well, I wonder how the 4 old folks are at 1 home
I wonder if they miss me while I 4 roam
I wonder if they pray for the 1 boy who went away
And 2 left his dear old parents all a 5 lone

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You could 1 hear the cattle 4 lowing in the 1 lane
You could see the fields of blue grass where I 4 roamed
You could almost hear them cry as they 1 kissed their boy goodbye
I 2 wonder how the 5 old folks are at 1 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 where troubles were so few
A village and a homestead on the farm