Where the River Runs

[Verse] There's a place where the river runs slow, Where the fields of green and wildflowers grow. Grandma's porch swing creaks like an old violin, And memories whisper with the cool evening wind. [Verse 2] Daddy's boots by the door, caked in Tennessee clay, Mama's hands busy quilting as the sunlight fades. Old truck's still rusting by the barn that's leaning low, It's the heart of a small town, where the love still shows. [Chorus] Where the river runs, that's where I'll be, With the song of the cicadas and the old oak tree. Where time stands still, and hearts are true, Where the river runs, I'll be loving you. [Verse 3] Sunday mornings, church bells ring clear, Voices in harmony, you can feel God near. Beneath the steeple, we all gather 'round, In that one-room chapel, built on sacred ground. [Verse 4] Late summer nights, 'round a fire we tell, Stories of lost loves and dreams we know well. The stars shine brighter where the cornfields end, And you feel the closeness in every bend. [Chorus] Where the river runs, that's where I'll be, With the song of the cicadas and the old oak tree. Where time stands still, and hearts are true, Where the river runs, I'll be loving you.