The Music of Home

Just hear the tea kettle sing
Away, awee, away, awee
And Pleg’s old cow
Moo in the meadow
And hear the morning chimes
Sound in the village
Clear as clear
In tune with the robin on the roof
And the neighbors jumping
And ringing on a maple
In tune with the laughing of the young
Ones having at a game
And the voice of one
I dearly love
Calling my name
Tis the music of home
The music of home
Full of wonder as angel song
All the music of home
The music of home
Singing, «Hom is where I
Belong»
Hom is where I belong