Heartstrings

(marshall wilborn/flying pig music, bmi & happy valley music, bmi)

Way up north where the snow flies and the sun dont hardly shine
If it werent for my true love, Id long ago lost my mind
Id long ago lost my mind

Theres 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, well take to the higher ground
When the water goes down again well saddle our old paint
Well 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
Theyll guide me back southward again
Theyll guide me back southward again

When the river runs over from the melting snow, well take to the higher ground
And when the water goes down again well saddle our old paint
Well be homeward bound
Me and my love will be homeward bound