Well, I've Been A Traveler Most Of My Life
Never Took A Home, Never Took A Wife
Ran Away Young And Decided To Roam
Wanna See My Mama And My Daddy Back Home

CHORUS:
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, The Whippoorwills Call

I Remember Stories That My Daddy Used To Tell
My Eyes Would Get Big, And His Chest Would 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

REPEAT CHORUS

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
She Said "come Home, I'm Missin' You So