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Well, I've been a traveler of my life
Never a home, never took a wife
Ran away young and to roam
to see my mama and my daddy back home

Home, where the river cold
The water tastes good, the winters cold
Home, the trees grow tall
The home fires burn, the whippoorwills

I remember stories that my daddy used to
My eyes get big, and his chest would swell
I could sit for and listen with glee
As he'd of how he lived when he's a boy like me

Home, where the runs cold
The water tastes good, the ain't cold
Home, where the trees grow
The home burn, the whippoorwills call

Well, mama dear, mama do you still love boy
After all my roamin' can I still you joy
Mom a letter, got it not long ago
She said, come home, I'm you so

Home, where the river runs
The water tastes good, the ain't cold
Home, where the trees tall
The home fires burn, the whippoorwills
call
Whippoorwills