Distant Land to Roam
I remember very well
On one dark and dreary day
Just as I was leaving home
For a distant land to roam
Chorus
Mother said (mother said)
my dear boy (my dear boy)
I hope to see you next year again
Fare you well (fare you well)
fare you well (fare you well)
So I left my dear old home
for a distant land to roam
Now I wandered far away
From my home I've gone astray
Now I'm coming, coming home
Never more from thee to roam
And these words she said to me
As she took me by the hand
If on earth we meet no more
May we meet at God's right hand
Lyrics from the Mountain Music for Everyone Collection, a database of nearly 400 traditional songs common in bluegrass and old-time circles. The collection is provided by the Abbott family, which also offers books and CDs aimed at providing a path to playing by ear, songbooks, and play-along CDs for learning these traditional songs. Visit www.PlayingByEar.com for more.

