The Old Homeplace
Brings back Memories 
Of yesteryear gone by

Children laughing and playing
Grandma’s cooking
And the warm breezes blowing by

Good Memories are cherished forever
How they make time fly
The Old Home Place sheds  a tear in my eye

The old hound dog that slept on the porch
The squirrels up in the trees
The colorful leaves rustling in the breeze

Good times are never meant to be forgotten 
Only cherished with time gone by

That’s why I’ll always remember
The Old Home Place
Of times gone by