Laurie Lewis recorded the song and it was IBMA song of the year last year, I think, or maybe the year before. We do the song in the key of G. Who Will Watch the Home Place Kate Long
Leaves are falling and turning in showers of gold As the postman climbs up our long hill And there's sympathy written all over his face As he hands me a couple more bills.
(Chorus) Who will watch the home place Who will tend my heart's dear space Who will fill my empty place When I am gone from here?
There's a lovely green knoll by a clear running stream It was my place when I was quite small And it's pictures and sounds could soothe my worst pains But today they don't ease me at all.
In my grandfather's shed there are hundreds of tools I know them by feel and by name And like parts of my body they've patched this old place When I move them they won't be the same.
Now I wander around touching each blessed thing The chimney, the table, the trees And my memories swirl 'round me like birds on the wing When I leave here, oh who will I be?
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