Great northern white pine
Are you lonesome
Are you wavin'
Wavin' me home
Your wanderin' boy
From down in Illinois
Has got a reason no more to roam
Oh the land of my true raising
Never felt like where I was born
I been a low-down
Lonesome road-hound
With shoes that are ragged n' worn
Great northern white pine
Are you lonesome
Are you wavin'
Wavin' me home
Your wanderin' boy
From down in Illinois
Has got a reason no more to roam
Concrete jungles, they all crumble
Under weight of the wicked dime
But the ever-greeny woodlands
They just stand the test of time
Great northern white pine
Are you lonesome
Are you wavin'
Wavin' me home
Your wanderin' boy
From down in Illinois
Has got a reason no more to roam
Hank Abbey - Great Northern White Pine Lyrics
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Great northern white pine
Are you lonesome
Are you wavin'
Wavin' me home
Your wanderin' boy
From down in Illinois
Has got a reason no more to roam
Oh the land of my true raising
Never felt like where I was born
I been a low-down
Lonesome road-hound
With shoes that are ragged n' worn
Great northern white pine
Are you lonesome
Are you wavin'
Wavin' me home
Your wanderin' boy
From down in Illinois
Has got a reason no more to roam
Concrete jungles, they all crumble
Under weight of the wicked dime
But the ever-greeny woodlands
They just stand the test of time
Great northern white pine
Are you lonesome
Are you wavin'
Wavin' me home
Your wanderin' boy
From down in Illinois
Has got a reason no more to roam
Are you lonesome
Are you wavin'
Wavin' me home
Your wanderin' boy
From down in Illinois
Has got a reason no more to roam
Oh the land of my true raising
Never felt like where I was born
I been a low-down
Lonesome road-hound
With shoes that are ragged n' worn
Great northern white pine
Are you lonesome
Are you wavin'
Wavin' me home
Your wanderin' boy
From down in Illinois
Has got a reason no more to roam
Concrete jungles, they all crumble
Under weight of the wicked dime
But the ever-greeny woodlands
They just stand the test of time
Great northern white pine
Are you lonesome
Are you wavin'
Wavin' me home
Your wanderin' boy
From down in Illinois
Has got a reason no more to roam
Writer: Franz Schuck
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