Well I wonder how the old folks are at home I wonder if they miss me when I’m gone I wonder if they pray for the girl who went away And left her dear old parents so alone Now you can hear the cattle lowing in the lane You can see the fields of blue grass where I roam You can almost hear them cry as they kiss their girl goodbye I wonder how the old folks are at home Just a village and a homestead on the farm And a mother’s love to shield you from all harm The sky is bright and blue a sweetheart that loves you Just a village and a homestead on the farm Now you can hear the cattle lowing in the lane You can see the fields of blue grass where I roam You can almost hear them cry as they kiss their girl goodbye I wonder how the old folks are at home