Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Home, artist - Lena Horne. Album song The Definitive Lena Horne Collection, in the genre Традиционный джазDate of issue: 09.08.2009
Record label: Bofm
Song language: English
Home |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| REPEAT CHORUS |
| 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 |