MY STONE MOUNTAIN HOME
Music and lyrics by Kate Peters Sturgill
There’s a dear old home nestled in the heart of the hills
Where the trailing arbutus grows
Where the red rhododendrons bloom on the cliff
It is there I am longing to go
Sweet memories return of my childhood and youth
When I used to wander there
Happy hours I’d spend by the old mill stream
With never a sorrow or care
Chorus:
I’m longing for my dear old home
That old home in Stone Mountain far away
Where at twilight you can hear the whippoorwills call
And the birds sweetly sing all the day
Where the catawba tree blooms by the side of the path
In that dear old familiar spot
Though many years have passed away
It has never been forgot
Where the peep owl calls warning to approaching storm
And you hear the humming of bees
Where the cattle and sheep graze on the hill
That is home sweet home to me
Chorus:
I’m longing for my dear old home
That old home in Stone Mountain far away
Where at twilight you can hear the whippoorwills call
And the birds sweetly sing all the day