My Old Village Home - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
MY OLD VILLAGE HOME. Copyright, 1895, by F. J. Tierney. Words and Music by Dr. A. Merlin. 
I long for the dear ones at home, I miss them as no one can tell; Dear father and mother, dear sister and brother, In the old village home I love well. 'Twas there that we parted, with tears in our eyes And a blessing of love on my ear; Oh, I long to go back and find them all well In the old village home I love dear. 
Chorus. To see them once more will gladden the heart, I miss them as no tongue can tell; Oh. I long with a sigh, and with tears in my eye, For my old village home in the dell. 
I dream of the dear ones at home, When sleeping, I'm back in the dell, Thro' the old village street, to the wild rustic seat, And I drink from the old-fashioned well; With shoutings of joy I am met at the gate, And no more I've decided to roam. I awake-it's a dream, then I mournfully sigh For a glimpse of my old village home.- Chorus.