Never See My Home Again Lyrics - There Is A Time 1963-70 - Dillards

In the hollow where the pines were standing tall 

In the shadows where the woods were dark and still 

To a worn and weathered shack my thoughts keep turning back 

To that old mountain home below the mill 

I left it in the springtime when the flowers were in bloom 

And I told my folks I'd see them in the fall 

But the road keeps stretching onward from the cradle to the tomb 

And I guess I'll never see my folks at all 

I can hear the wild goose calling in the sky 

I can see the dry leaves falling in the lane 

I miss the wood fire on a cold and rainy night 

And the trees scratching at my windowpane 

I left it in the springtime when the flowers were in bloom 

And I told my folks I'd see them in the fall 

But the road keeps stretching onward from the cradle to the tomb 

And I guess I'll never see my folks at all 

As the years go by the seasons pass away 

That old home keeps returning to my mind 

I'd give a lot to see that place so dear to me 

That hollow in the woods I left behind 

I left it in the springtime when the flowers were in bloom 

And all the birds were singing in the glen 

But the road keeps stretching onward from the cradle to the tomb 

And I guess I'll never see my home again