Near the End

Those craggy mountain hills where I was a kid,

Woods ran with the creeks, but I never did,

I was thankful for my family and friends,

They were always there through thick and thin,

And I want to go back to the place where I began,

When I'm near the end, when I'm near the end,

Those simple farm plains where I was a man,

Farms and fields as far as you can see,

Always love to go there when I can,

People there were always good to me.

And I want to go back to the place where I began,

When I'm near the end, when I'm near the end,

And I want to go back to the place where I began,

When I'm near the end, when I'm near the end.

Those rocky mountain heights where I learned the truth,

Comfort when you're old is wasted on the youth,

Those craggy mountain hills where I was a boy,

Woods ran with the creeks, I ran with joy.

And I want to go back to the place where I began,

When I'm near the end, when I'm near the end,

And I want to go back to the place where I began,

When I'm near the end, when I'm near the end,

And I want to go back to the place where I began,

When I'm near the end, when I'm near the end.