A long time ago left my home   For 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 'gether   For the next good crop, 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 bunkhouse door   There's freeze on the branches   So when the dice came out at bar downtown   I rolled and 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 left my home   Just a boy passing twenty   Could you spare a coin and a Christian prayer   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