1 I learned a song with sweet refrain,
Back in the long ago,
I sang it o’er and o’er again,
Because I loved it so,
This golden sing I often heard,
In soothing lullaby,
As mother breath’d each tender word
To hush the baby cry.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home,
There is no place like home,
There is no place like home.
2 One day I left my father’s cot,
Another home to fill,
Yet often in my daily tho’ts,
This song would linger still,
A treasure in my heart to keep
My nestlings heard each strain,
And oft in dreamland took a peep,
While learning the refrain. [Refrain]
3 My birds from out the parents nest,
To other homes have flown;
Yet still the song of songs the best,
I sing when all alone,
Sometime in yonder shining home,
I’ll find my loved again,
And while the ages go and come,
We’ll sing in sweeter strain. [Refrain]
Harriet E. Rice Jones, 1823-1915
Born: April 18, 1823, Pompey Hollow, Onondaga County, New York.
Died: 1915, Binghamton, New York.
Buried: Oran Community Church Cemetery, Pompey, Onondaga County, New York.
Daughter of Eleazer Rice, Jones lived in Onondaga County, New York. Her girlhood was spent on a farm, receiving what education the country schools and one term at high school could provide. She was always fond of reading, and was a great singer, with a clear ringing voice. On July 7, 1844, she married a son of Rev. Zenas Jones; her husband died in 1879. Her song writing career began when her poetry came to the attention of Dr. M. J. Mun… Go to person page >