Why am I homesick,
sad and forlorn,
when the evening shadows
fall?
Why am I yearning for
days that are gone?
Here's the answer to it all.
There's a cabin in the pine,
hidden in the wildwood,
wrapped in honeysuckle vines,
where a mellow moon is
always shining,
shining on my cabin in the pine.
There's a sweetheart in the pine,
writing me a letter
I can read between the lines.
I can see he longs for my returning,
to my little cabin in the pine.
Whispering breeze, whisper to my love,
tell him I'll come back someday.
Say that I'm blue,
brokenhearted too,
sorry that I went away.
There's a cabin in the pines,
meant to be a love nest,
down among the carol lines.
Is it any wonder I'm so lonely,
longing for my cabin in the pines?
Whispering breeze, whisper to my love
Tell him I'll come back some day
Say that I'm blue, brokenhearted too
Sorry that I went away
There's a cabin in the pine
Meant to be a love nest
Down among the carol lines
Is it any wonder I'm so lonely?
Longin' for my gabba in the barn