It's where the mountains are high
And the water is clear
The people are proud of where they've been
I heard that an old friend
Passed away last year
I guess God was missing him
I should head back there
I swear to myself I will
I miss the song of the whippoorwill
I miss the song of the whippoorwill
It's been a long time
I haven't seen my mother on the hill
We buried her there so she can feel the wind
I haven't heard from my mother
I haven't heard from my daddy
He must be writing songs about life
Asking why they took his wife
Last week grandma called
Grandpa's got cancer and we can't do
Nothing at all
While I'm standing here singing these songs
Tears have been cried
My family's dying
I ain't there to say goodbye
Oh tonight
I'm on my
Way home
Oh tonight
I'm on my
Way home