Way  up  north  where  the  snow  flies  and  the  sun  don't  hardly  shine
If  it  weren't  for  my  true  love,I'd  long  ago  lost  my  mind
I'd  long  ago  lost  my  mind
There's  good  folks  here,good  folks  there,most  everywhere  I  go
But  the  land  of  my  heart  is  down  where  the  snow  white  cotton  grows
Where  the  snow  white  cotton  grows
When  the  river  runs  over  from  the  melting  snow,we'll  take  to  the  higher  ground
When  the  water  goes  down  again  we'll  saddle  our  old  paint
We'll  be  homeward  bound
Me  and  my  love  will  be  homeward  bound
Heartstrings  hold  tighter  than  the  roots  of  a  live  oak  tree
Holdin'through  tornado  winds
Tougher  than  timber,stronger  than  steel
They'll  guide  me  back  southward  again
They'll  guide  me  back  southward  again
When  the  river  runs  over  from  the  melting  snow,we'll  take  to  the  higher  ground
And  when  the  water  goes  down  again  we'll  saddle  our  old  paint
We'll  be  homeward  bound
Me  and  my  love  will  be  homeward  bound