A long time ago I left my home
For a job in the fruit trees
But I miss those hills with the windy pines
Their song seemed to suit me
So I sent my wages to my home
Said we`d soon be together
For the next good crop would pay my way
And I`d come home forever
One more dime to show for my day
One more dollar and I`m on my way
When I reach those hills, boys, I`ll never roam
`Cause one more dollar and I`m going home
No work said the boss at the bunkhouse door
There`s a freeze on the branches
So when the dice came out at the bar downtown
I rolled and I took my chances
One more dime to show for my day
One more dollar and I`m on my way
When I reach those hills, boys, I`ll never roam
`Cause, one more dollar and I`m going home
A long time ago I left my home
Just a boy passing twenty
Could you spare a coin and a Christian prayer
For my luck has turned against me
One more dime to show for my day
One more dollar and I`m on my way
When I reach those hills, boys, I`ll never roam
Just one more dollar and I`m going home
One more dollar, boys, I`m going home
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