Home Lyrics
Home - Jim Reeves (吉姆·里夫斯)
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
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
Will 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
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
Whippoorwill's 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
Mom sent a letter
Got it not long ago
She said "come home
I'm missin' you so
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 whippoorwill's call
Whippoorwill's call
Whippoorwill's call