Back in the
hills there's a pal,
one that is so dear to me.
You may think this is my gal,
But it's my dear old daddy.
Dead in the hills you're calling me,
There is where I belong,
That is the place where I long to be,
Daddy, I know I was wrong.
I miss your voice at night,
songs of the whippoorwill. So I'm
coming back to our little old shack,
back to my daddy in the hills.
Oh, lady and daddy,
I'll be your boy, oh lady. me.
Daddy, you are more than a pal,
you are my best friend.
I'm coming home, never to roam,
and be your boy till the en d.
That in the hills you're calling me,
there is where I belong.
That is the place I long to be.
Daddy, I know I was wrong.
I missed your voice that night,
songs of the whippoorwill. So I'm
coming back to our little old shack,
back to my dad in the hills.
Oh, lady, hey, daddy,
I'll be your boy.
Oh, lady.