I`ve been a traveler most of my life never took a home never took a wife Ran away young and decided to roam I wanna see my mama and my daddy back home Home where the river runs cold the water tastes good the winters ain`t cold Home where trees grow tall the homefires burn and the whippoorwills call [ ac.guitar ] I remember stories that my pappa used to tell My eyes get big and my chest begin to swell I could sit for hours and listen with glee As he`d tell of how he lived when he`s a boy like me Home where the river runs cold... [ ac.guitar ] Well mama dear mama do you still love your boy After all my roamin` can I still bring you joy Mom sent a letter got it not long ago it said come home I`m a missin` you so Home where the river runs cold...
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