Home Lyrics - Jim Reeves

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 

Want to 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 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 

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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 

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 

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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 

Whippoorwills call 

Whippoorwills call