Lyrics
When I was but a boy in days of childhood
I used to play till evening shadows came,
Then winding down an old familiar pathway
I heard my mother call at set of sun:
One day beside her bedside 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.
In visions now I see her standing yonder
And her familiar voice I hear once more,
The banquet table's ready up in heaven,
It's supper time upon the golden shore.
[Chorus]
Come home, come home, it's supper time,
The shadows lengthen fast;
Come home, come home it's supper time;
We're going home at last.