How about Bluegrass? I found this one from Old Home Place

Old Home Place Mitch Jayne 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