Well, I wonder how the old folks are at home Well, I wonder if they miss me when I'm gone I wonder if they pray For the boy who went away And left his dear old parents all alone You could hear the cattle lowing in the lane You could almost see the fields of bluegrass green You could almost hear them cry As they kissed their boy goodbye I wonder how the old folks are at home Just a village and a homestead on the farm And a mother's love to shield him from all harm A mother's love so true And a sweetheart brave and true A village and a homestead on the farm You could hear the cattle lowing in the lane You could almost see the fields of bluegrass green You could almost hear them cry As they kissed their boy goodbye I wonder how the old folks are at home You could hear the cattle lowing in the lane You could almost see the fields of bluegrass green You could almost hear them cry As they kissed their boy goodbye I wonder how the old folks are at home