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I'm thinking of you while here all alone
I'm wishing and longing for you and for home
I'd give this whole world if I could only say
I'm climbin' that old hill headin' that way
For I'm lonesome and blue for some place to roam
And I wish it could be down that old road to home
With a troubled mind and a heart full of pain
I've searched this whole world for fortune and fame
But I'm longing to be with you once again
So we could go strolling down old mem'ry lane
There's a little white house on the top of the hill
Not very far from an old sawmill
And I'd give this world if I could only say
I'm climbin' that old hill heading that way
For I'm lonesome and blue for some place to roam
And I wish it could be down that old road to home
- Album:
- Miscellaneous
- The Singing Ranger Vol. 4
- Gospel Train
- When Tragedy Struck
- Hank Snow Sings Sacred Songs
- Country & Western Jamboree
- Old Doc Brown and Other Narrations by Hank Snow
- Hank Snow Salutes Jimmie Rodgers
- Country Classics
- Hank Snow Sings
- Legend Of Old Doc Brown
- Songs Of Tragedy
- Souvenirs
- Hello Love
- When My Blue Moon Turns To Gold
- The Jimmie Rodgers Story
- The Singing Ranger Vol. 3
- Hits Hits And More Hits
- Spanish Fire Ball And Other Great Hank Snow Stylin
- The Singing Ranger