Old Home Place
The Dillards Lyrics


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It's been ten long years since I left my home
In the hollow where I was born
Where the cool fall nights make the wood smoke rise
And the foxhunter blows his horn

I fell in love with a girl from the town
I thought that she would be true
I ran away to Charlottesville
And worked in a sawmill or two

What have they done to the old home place
Why did they tear it down
And why did I leave the plow in the field
And look for a job in the town

Well my girl she ran off with somebody else
The taverns took all my pay
And here I stand where the old home stood
Before they took it away

Now the geese they fly south and the cold wind blows
As I stand here and hang my head




I've lost my love I've lost my home
And now I wish that I was dead

Overall Meaning

The Dillards' song "Old Home Place" depicts the longing and regret of a man who left his rural home and lost everything he held dear. The lyrics express the singer's feelings of being out of place and the sense of loss he feels after leaving his hometown ten years ago. The song begins by telling us that it's been a decade since he left his home in the hollow, where he was born, and where he misses the cool fall nights, the sight of wood smoke rising, and the sound of the foxhunter blowing his horn.


The lyrics then describe how he fell in love with a girl from the town who he thought would be true to him, but who eventually ran off with someone else. He left for Charlottesville and worked in sawmills, hoping to forget about the girl and start anew. However, life didn't go as planned as he soon discovered that the taverns took all his pay. The man was lost and alone, trying to make a life that he didn't have, and in the end, he lost everything he had ever known.


The song's powerful lyrics allow listeners to draw a connection to something they can relate to, as most people have experienced the loss of something they once held dear. The man in the song realizes the error of his ways after losing everything, and the musician offers an insightful message to listeners, leaving them with a sense of reflection and empathy.


Line by Line Meaning

It's been ten long years since I left my home
It has been a decade since I bid farewell to my birthplace


In the hollow where I was born
The place of my origin was nestled within a valley


Where the cool fall nights make the wood smoke rise
Amidst autumn's chilly evenings, wood smoke ascends


And the foxhunter blows his horn
The fox hunter sounds his horn in the vicinity


I fell in love with a girl from the town
I developed affection for a young woman in the locality


I thought that she would be true
I believed that she would be faithful to me


I ran away to Charlottesville
I departed for Charlottesville in haste


And worked in a sawmill or two
I toiled in one or two sawmills over there


What have they done to the old home place
What happened to my former abode?


Why did they tear it down
Why did they demolish it?


And why did I leave the plow in the field
Why did I abandon my farming equipment in the field?


And look for a job in the town
And seek a vocation in the urban area?


Well my girl she ran off with somebody else
My love absconded with someone else


The taverns took all my pay
Taverns drained my earnings completely


And here I stand where the old home stood
Presently, I am positioned where my former residence was erected


Before they took it away
Prior to its removal by someone else


Now the geese they fly south and the cold wind blows
Currently, the geese are migrating south amidst a frigid breeze


As I stand here and hang my head
As I perch here and bow down my head


I've lost my love, I've lost my home
I have missed my beloved, I have missed my residence


And now I wish that I was dead
Presently, I desire death's embrace




Lyrics © LYNNE GREEN-MELINCOFF D/B/A HOFFMAN HOUSE MUSIC
Written by: DEAN WEBB, MITCHELL JAYNE

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tim a

It's been ten long years since I left my home
In the hollow where I was born
Where the cool fall nights make the wood smoke rise
And the foxhunter blows his horn
I fell in love with a girl from the town
I thought that she would be true
I ran away to Charlottesville
And worked in a sawmill or two
What have they done to the old home place
Why did they tear it down
And why did I leave the plow in the field
And look for a job in the town
Well my girl she ran off with somebody else
The taverns took all my pay
And here I stand where the old home stood
Before they took it away
Now the geese they fly south and the cold wind blows
As I stand here and hang my head
I've lost my love I've lost my home
And now I wish that I was dead



All comments from YouTube:

Ali Whitwell

This is still a step up from those who try to cover this great song. Superb harmonies and instrumental work. :-)

Ali Whitwell

@gratefuldean69 I did give it a listen. Without wishing to be unkind they should listen to this version and learn how it should be done. Good though that they tried. :-)

Captain Leadbottom

You stink! I cover this one.
Yes Yhe Dillards are great. But it is so much fun to play .

gratefuldean69

Please check out Phish’s version of it if you haven’t yet. They do an incredible job of this song.

GIB

ABSOLUTELY. Fantastic harmonies make their albums not just good, but great

Michael Shunkaha

Just love them and their music. We have a GREAT radio station here that plays nothing but CLASSIC COUNTRY MUSIC.......WVSB 104.5 out of Romney West Virginia it is one great station!

Peggy Sjostrom

Thanks for the tip about WVSB!

centerice

Man! The sound of THAT banjo on the lead in...

Sooo many banjo players back in the 60s and 70s, upon first hearing the sound of Douglas' banjo, went immediately to their own, and committed every possible extreme act of Luthier surgery, just to try and recreate THAT sound, but always to no avail. I was no exception. Then one day, I had Douglas play my medium quality banjo intended for intermediate players, and...it sounded just like his! I was crestfallen, for alas, it wasn't a different tone ring that I had needed or a different tension on the head, or anything like that at all. It was a double "hand transplant."

ozzykitten666

I thank my grandparents for getting me into bluegrass. I've met a ton of nice people (band members and fans alike) and I've discovered so many new songs and sounds that I enjoy. I found out about this song while listening to a bluegrass station on iTunes and I'm downloading it along with others so as to burn a CD for my grandparents so that they can enjoy it. ^_^ Thanks for sharing it.

brian shannon

ive listened to alot of bluegrass but the dillards kick all ass

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