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