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I`ve been a traveler most of my life never took a home never took a wifeRan away young and decided to roamI wanna see my mama and my daddy back homeHome where the river runs cold the water tastes good the winters ain`t coldHome where trees grow tall the homefires burn and the whippoorwills call[ ac.guitar ]I remember stories that my pappa used to tellMy eyes get big and my chest begin to swellI could sit for hours and listen with gleeAs he`d tell of how he lived when he`s a boy like meHome where the river runs cold...[ ac.guitar ]Well mama dear mama do you still love your boyAfter all my roamin` can I still bring you joyMom sent a letter got it not long ago it said come home I`m a missin` you soHome where the river runs cold...