I Wonder How The Old Folks Are At Home Lyrics - Porter Wagoner

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'll pray for the boy who went away 

And left his dear old parents so alone 

Now you can hear the cattle lowin' in the lane 

You can see the fields of blue grass where I roam 

You can almost hear them cry as they kiss their boy goodbye 

I wonder how the old folks are at home 

[ el.banjo - fiddle ] 

Just a village and a homestead on the farm 

And a mother's love to shield you from all harm 

A mother's love so true a sweetheart that loves you 

Just a village and a homestead on the farm 

Now you can hear the cattle lowin'...