Gone home (they have gone home)

Gone home (they have gone home)

The songbird that sings in the dale seems to say

Gone home (they have gone home)

Gone home (they have gone home)

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They’ve joined the heavenly fold

They’re walking the streets of pure gold

They left one by one as their work here was done

Gone home (they have gone home)

Gone home (they have gone home)

Life here is lonely since they’ve gone before

Gone home (they have gone home)

Gone home (they have gone home)

The old weeping willow that stands by the door sadly sings

Gone home (they have gone home)

Gone home (they have gone home)

Chorus:

They’ve joined the heavenly fold…

The trumpet will sound on that great judgement day

Gone home (they have gone home)

Gone home (they have gone home)

We’ll see all our friends that have gone on that way

Gone home (they have gone home)

Gone home (they have gone home)

Chorus:

They’ve joined the heavenly fold…