| When all my dreams have been shattered |
| And the fabric of life comes undone |
| When it seems like nothing matters |
| And all of my good times are gone |
| There’s a place that I’ve kept sheltered |
| From the sight of my sorrow and shame |
| Though it’s years since I beheld her |
| She still calls my name |
| I’ll go home, I’ll go home |
| Where the wild shadows roam |
| And the dawn over mountaintops spills |
| Where the deer pause in flight |
| On the edge of the night |
| I’ll go home to my Tennessee hills |
| I’ll go home to my Tennessee hills |
| When all my vows have been broken |
| And my wild heart can’t be tamed |
| When I’ve loved and lost once too often |
| And failure is my middle name |
| There’s a place that holds forgiveness |
| And the promise of peace in despair |
| When I’m down to my last witness |
| I’ll be going there |
| I’ll go home, I’ll go home |
| Where the wild shadows roam |
| And the dawn over mountaintops spills |
| Where the deer pause in flight |
| On the edge of the night |
| I’ll go home to my Tennessee hills |
| I’ll go home to my Tennessee hills |