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?

^^