Echoes from the Hills
Sometimes I wonder why I had to roam.
Somehow, my thoughts are trav’lin’ way back home.
I miss the hills, the old folks
And my little sister, Lou.
I wonder if they miss me, too?
I’m a long way from home and that blue mountain dome,
Still I hear the echoes from the hills.
And there’s sweet Lillie Belle, my little hillbilly gal,
Callin’ in the echoes from the hills.
When I left, my pappy said, “Now don’t do nothin’ wrong.”
I recall my mammy sayin’, “Sonny, don’t be long,”
So I know that someday I’ll be wendin’ my way
Back among the echoes from the hills.
Somewhere, when twilight steals across the blue,
Someone is strolling down the lane we knew.
Like an echo in the hills,
A message comes to me.
I know it’s there that I should be.
I’m a long way from home and that blue mountain dome,
Still I hear the echoes from the hills.
And there’s sweet Lillie Belle, my little hillbilly gal,
Callin’ in the echoes from the hills.
When I left, my pappy said, “Now don’t do nothin’ wrong.”
I recall my mammy sayin’, “Sonny, don’t be long,”
So I know that someday I’ll be wendin’ my way
Back among the echoes from the hills.
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