I'LL SOON BE ROLLING HOME
(Music: Ken Trietsch / Lyrics: Ken Trietsch & Mark D. Schafer)


Hoosier Hot Shots - 1936


Pack my grip, I'll take a trip
And tomorrow folks I'll skip
Down where they all say, "Howdy, Joe"
Down among the sugar cane

There my mammy waits for me
With a smile I like to see
I can hardly wait for the sound
Of that good old South bound train

Tomorrow I cease wand'ring, boys
No more a rollin' stone
I bought my ticket for the southland
And I'll soon be rollin' home

Down where the sun shines 
On that cabin where I was born
And my dear old mother 
Who is waiting there alone

I see the blue smoke rollin'
Rollin' from that old log cabin flue
That was made from sticks and clay 
Long years ago, yes years ago

I smell pancakes, ham and bacon
I'm sure she will be makin'
When I reach that old log cabin 
Known to me as home sweet home



(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - February 2016)