Take me, take me down to the river,
Take me back to the places that I know;
Take me back again to the best place I've ever been,
If you're gonna take me anywhere, please take me home.
I can see it in my mind the places we grew up in,
The smile on the face of the people we used to know;
I can hear the sound of the wheels going 'round in the sawmill,
And the little fishing schooner comin' back with a great sea blow.
So, take me, take me down to the river,
Take me back to the places that I know;
Take me back again to the best place I've ever been,
If you're gonna take me anywhere, please take me home.
I'd love to go back to the way things used to be,
When a house was a home and a dollar was a dollar bill;
And your word was as good, havin' money in the bank,
And five or ten dollars of gas could fill up your tank.
So, take me, take me down to the river,
Take me back to the places that I know;
Take me back again to the best place I've ever been,
If you're gonna take me anywhere, please take me home.
I'll never forget the little things we used to do,
Like jumpin' off a log in a pond called the old swimmin' hole;
And you didn't have to worry about every single word you said,
You could walk down the street after dark without bein' afraid.
So, take me, take me down to the river,
Take me back to the places that I know;
Take me back again to the best place I've ever been,
If you're gonna take me anywhere, please take me home.
If you're gonna take me anywhere, please take me home.