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