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There ain?t much that?s left here that ain?t all run down Gone are the echoes of old familiar sounds Families that scattered, parted and gone Left a lot of good things to wither away back home Can?t you feel those hills around you Can?t you feel a touch of home And don?t? you wish you?d never gone. There are some things memories can?t bring home Hills of home Hills of home Families scattered off and gone These old hills that have been passed by Well they?ve seen their share of leaving in their time Instrumental Oh familiar dirt road winds through the piney glades Where all the longing of childhood dreams were made Wiry paths and mossy mounds where I could run and play Never cared to cross my mind all the live long day Can?t you feel those hills around you Can?t you feel a touch of home And don?t? you wish you?d never gone. There are some things memories can?t bring home Hills of home Hills of home Families scattered off and gone These old hills that have been passed by Well they?ve seen their share of leaving in their time Yes, they?ve seen their share of leaving in their time (Thanks to Debbie for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania