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I've
been a traveller the most of my life
I
never took a home, I never took a wife
Ran
away young and decided to roam
But
now I'd like to see my mama and my papa back home
Home,
where the rivers run cold
The
water tastes good, the winters ain't cold
Home,
where the trees grow tall
The
home fires burn, the whippoorwills call
Well
I remember stories that my daddy used to tell
Yeah
my eyes'd get big, his chest'd 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
The
water tastes good, the winters ain't cold
Home,
where the trees grow tall
The
home fires burn, and the whippoorwills call
Now,
mama dear, mama do you still love your boy
After
all my roamin' can I still bring you joy
Mom
you sent a letter, got it not long ago
And
you said to come home, 'cause you were missin' me so
Home,
where the rivers run cold
The
water tastes good, the winters ain't cold
Home,
where the trees grow tall
The
home fires burn, and the whippoorwills call