I
WHEN I WAS BUT A BOY IN DAYS OF CHILDHOOD,
I USED TO PLAY TILL EVENING SHADOWS COME
THEN WINDING DOWN AN OLD FAMILIAR PATH WAY
I HEARD MY MOTHER CALL AT SET OF SUN.
II
ONE DAY BESIDE HER BESIDE I WAS KNEELING
AND ANGEL WINGS WERE WINNOWING THE AIR
SHE HEARD THE CALL FOR SUPPER TIME IN HEAVEN
AND NOW I KNOW SHE'S WAITING FOR ME THERE.
III
IN VISIONS I SEE HER STANDING YONDER,
AND HER FAMILIAR VOICE I HEAR ONCE MORE,
THE BANQUET TABLES READY UP IN HEAVEN,
IT'S SUPPER TIME UPON THE GOLDEN STRAND.
CHORUS
COME HOME, COME HOME IT'S SUPPER TIME,
THE SHADOWS LENGTH IN FAST,
COME HOME, COME HOME IT'S SUPPER TIME;
WE'RE GOING HOME AT LAST.