I'm a rambler and a rover
and a wanderer it seems
I've travelled all over
chasin after my dreams
But a dream should come true
and a heart should be filled
And a life should be lived
in the Piney Wood Hills
I'll return to the woodlands I'll return to the snow
I'll return to the hills and the valley below
I'll return as a poor man or a king if God wills
But I'm on my way home to the Piney Wood Hills
I was raised on a song there
Iâve done right and done wrong there
And it's true I belong there
and it's true itâs my home.
From ocean to ocean I've rambled and roamed
And soon I'll return to my Piney Wood Home
Maybe someday I'll find someone who will
Lo-ove as I love my Piney Wood Hills
I was raised on a song there
I done right and done wrong there
And it's true I belong there
and it's true it's my home.
I'll return to the woodlands I'll return to the snow
I'll return to the hills and the valley below
I'll return as a poor man or a king if God wills
But I'm on my way home to the Piney Wood Hills.