Текст песни Home

Jim Reeves & Roger Miller

Well, I've been a-travelin' most of my life
Never took a home, and never took a wife
Ran away young and decided to roam
Wanna see my mama and my daddy back home.

Chorus:
Home, where the rivers run 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 really 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.

Chorus:Jim Reeves - Home - http://ru.motolyrics.com/jim-reeves/home-lyrics.html
Home, where the rivers run 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.''

Chorus:
Home, where the rivers run cold
The water tastes good, the winters ain't cold
Home, where the trees grow tall
The home fires burn, the whippoorwills call.

The whippoorwills call.
Whippoorwills call.
Whippoorwills call...