Memories of Home

I can remember when I was a lad
How times where at home with mommy and dad
They always wondered if I’d ever roam
That’s why I sing this lonesome ole song
When the banjos and the fiddles
They start to ring
That’s when we’ll gather around the mic to sing
A song about my momma and the memories of home
That’s when we’ll sing this lonesome ole song
Things aren’t the same now that they’re gone
The old home’s still standing by itself all alone
All that’s left are the memories as time marches on
Memories of my childhood and this lonesome ole song
When the banjos and the fiddles
They start to ring
That’s when we’ll gather around the mic to sing
A song about my momma and the memories of home
That’s when we’ll sing this lonesome ole song
When the banjos and the fiddles
They start to ring
That’s when we’ll gather around the mic to sing
A song about my momma and the memories of home
That’s when we’ll sing this lonesome ole song