I miss that humble Adirondack hospitality
Oh won’t you take me back
And this time talk to me
Papa just tuck me in
Near the lappin’ of the lake
If you love me then take me home
For old-time sake
I wore a po-ta-to sack pinafore
Prettier than sin (oh mama)
Mama sewed it up so fine
With room to grow in
I used to sit on a river bank
Wishin’ a barge would float in
To take me for a little ride
Then bring me straight home again

But you were too smart for your own good, Pa
You made money, you got around
From river cabin to country palace
You dragged us from town to town
We learned to make friends fast
Just in time to leave them behind
Learning that nothing lasts
Oh, Lordy, no
Nothin’s mine, no

Learning that nothing lasts
Oh, Lordy, no
Nothin’s mine

There’s a man I could love almost as much as you
He’s got a house on the bank of a stream
He loves me but he says I don’t talk enough
I guess your daughter’s takin’ after you it seems
(I guess your daughter’s takin’ after you)
I’m gonna see what it’s like to live there
Though I’ll sleep real close to the door
’Cause I know full well that nobody calls
A place home for long anymore
I miss that humble Adirondack hospitality
Oh won’t you take me back
And this time talk to me
Papa just tuck me in
Near the lappin’ of the lake
If you love me then take me home
For old-time sake