Story Behind The Song

This is not an autobiographical song. It represents a collage of many similar stories about any number of places left behind and the regrets and yearnings that followed the leaving of one's roots.

Song Description

The old story just doesn't need a long story. The song describes the place that was left behind and the call of the place remembered in mind's eye.

Lyrics

There's a place that I called home
Before I started out to roam
To the city life another world away
From a winding country road
Where a gentle river flows
And the meadow's green behind a summer rain

Mountain mem'ries you're calling to me and I can hear your distant cry
Just a simple one-room cabin in the wildwood
I'll be comin' back to see you by-and-by

In my mind I sometimes go
Where the mountain laurels grow
With the songbirds on the wing the live-long day
There's a sweet-water well
By the trees out in the dell
No better place to pass the time away

Mountain mem'ries you're calling to me and I can hear your distant cry
Just a simple one-room cabin in the wildwood
I'll be comin' back to see you by-and-by

I'll be goin' back one day
I wonder why I went away
Must have been the city lights a-calling me
But I'll get over it for sure
I'll go home and take the cure
My mountain home is where I need to be

Mountain mem'ries you're calling to me and I can hear your distant cry
Just a simple one-room cabin in the wildwood
I'll be comin' back to see you by-and-by