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When I was just a boy in days of childhood...
I used to play till evening shadows come...
Then winding down an old familiar pathway...
I heard my mother call at set of sun...
The Chorus:
Come home... come home... it's suppertime
The shadows lengthen fast...
Come home... come home... it's suppertime
We're goin' home at last...
Verse Number Two:
One day beside her bedside I was kneeling...
And angel wings were winnowing... the air...
She heard the call for Suppertime in heaven...
And now I know she's waiting for me there...
The Chorus:
Come home... come home... it's suppertime
The shadows lengthen fast...
Come home... come home... it's suppertime
We're goin' home at last...
Verse Number Three: [spoken]
In visions now I see her standing yonder...
And her familiar voice I hear once more...
The banquet table's ready up in Heaven...
And it's suppertime upon the golden shore...
The Chorus:
Come home... come home... it's suppertime
The shadows lengthen fast...
Come home... come home... it's suppertime
We're goin' home at last...
Tag:(spoken over the out)
Mom, it won't be long now...
We'll be having suppertime together