In the pines in the pines where the sun never shines
And you shiver when the cold winds blow
In the pines in the pines where the green top entwines
With pillows of white when it snows
There's a song in my heart I remember from time
And it always brings mem'ries of home
Like the old country school and the church in the wildwood
And the walk through the pines all alone
There's an old swimming hole and a creek that we fished in
And the trails of the old beagle hounds