My Old Stomping Ground

The old cedar tree, Dad cut it down.
Things look differ'nt somehow.
The old barn is leanin' strong, but still it's hangin' on.
Still that's my old stompin' ground.

CHORUS: It's a little place in the road, but it's a big place in my heart,
Where memories never let me down.
Ev'ry time I get homesick, I go back for a while.
Still that's my old stompin' ground.

Where I used to go to school, stands a field of open view.
The old hick'ry tree, it's still around.
My mother's smile is still the same, daffodils bloom in the spring.
Still that's my old stompin' ground.

CHORUS: It's a little place in the road, but it's a big place in my heart.
Where memories never let me down.
Ev'ry time I get homesick, I go back for a while.
Still that's my old stompin' ground.