roger miller – home lyrics
i’ve been a traveler the most of my life
i never took a home i never took a wife
ran away young and decided to roam
but now i’d like a see my mama and my papa back home
well a home where the river runs cold
the water tastes good the winters ain’t cold
a home where trees grow tall
the home fires burn the whippoorwills call
well i remember stories that my pappy used to tell
yeah my eyes would get big 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
well a home where the river runs cold
the water tastes good the winters ain’t cold
a home where trees grow tall
the home fires burn the whippoorwills call
now mama dear mama do you still love your boy?
after all my roamin’, can i still bring you joy?
mom you sent a letter got it not long ago
and you said to come home ’cause you’re missin’ me so
a home where trees grow tall
the home fires burn the whippoorwills call
a home where the river runs cold
the water tastes good the winters ain’t cold
a home where trees grow tall
the home fires burn the whippoorwills call
Random Lyrics
- roger daltrey – the prisoner lyrics
- roger daltrey – thinking lyrics
- roger daltrey – treachery lyrics
- roger daltrey – under a raging moon lyrics
- roger daltrey – unforgettable opera lyrics
- roger daltrey – waiting for a friend lyrics
- roger daltrey – walking in my sleep lyrics
- roger daltrey – way of the world lyrics
- roger daltrey – when the music stops lyrics
- roger daltrey – when the thunder comes lyrics