I'm a rambler and rover and a wand'rer it seems.
I've traveled all over chasin' after my dreams
but a dream should come true and a heart should be filled
and a life should be lived in the piney wood hills.

I'll return to the woodlands, I'll return to the snow,
I'll return to the hills and the valleys below.
I'll return as a poor man or a king if God wills
but I'm on my way home to the piney wood hills.

I was raised on a song there,
I've done right, I've done wrong there
and it's true I belong there
and it's true it's my home.

From ocean to ocean I've rambled and roamed
and now I'll return to my piney wood home.
Maybe some day I'll find someone
who will love as I love my piney wood hills.

I'll return to the woodlands, I'll return to the snow.
I'll return to the hills and the valleys below.
I'll return as a poor man or a king if God wills
but I'm on my way home to the piney wood hills.


Words and punctuation from the book; line breaks are best I can come up with. My computer skills are about the third grade level but if you would like a copy of the song with guitar and piano chords send a mailing address to cetmst@gmail.com