Tim Worley - Singing River Lyrics

I remember as a boy how I heard your melody
In the hills of Alabama by that mighty Tennessee
It's the lyric of your waters, it's the rustling of the pines
And though my feet may ramble, still you call me home tonight

You're my music, you're my rhythm
Wherever I may roam
So let your singing river sing me all the way home

Well you're calling in the springtime when the streams are all in flood
And my tears roll down like crimson through that Alabama mud
The lonely yellowhammer he is tapping like a drum
He's beating with the music of that river that I love

You're my music, you're my rhythm
Wherever I may roam
So let your singing river sing me all the way home

Some folks wade the Jordan, some swim the Rio Grande
Looking for redemption in some promised land
But when I cross on over along my pilgrim way
It'll be that Tennessee River that brings me home to stay

You're my music, you're my rhythm
Wherever I may roam
So let your singing river sing me all the way home
Let your singing river sing me all the way home