Nashville Bluegra** Band - Little Whitewashed Chimney lyrics

Where the Mississippi flowing on the sunny southern shores And the steamboat come a-puffing round the bend There's a little old log cabin with a grape vine o're the door And a little white washed chimney at the end Oh, I'm going back, yes, going back to the place I love so well To the folks who'll want me all their own again In the little old log cabin with the grape vine o're the door And a little white washed chimney at the end Oh, I went away up North where they told me I would find Money hanging around like apples on a tree But it was as my sweetheart told me there was nothing of the kind And the weather was so cold I thought I'd freeze * Refrain I can see the smoke a-rising from the little chimney top As it welcomes me and greets me on the breeze Then I will start a-running and I know I'll never stop Till I've landed in that cabin on my knees