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Many years ago in days of childhood
I used to play till evening time would come
Still winding down that old familiar pathway
I hear my mother call at setting sun
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
Some of the fondest memories of my childhood
Are moving around supper time
When mother used to call from the back steps of the old homeplace
Come on home now son it's supper time
My how I'd love to hear that once again
But you know time has woven from me a realization of a truth
That′s even more thrilling
That someday we′ll be called together
Around the great supper table up there
For the greatest supper time of them all with our Lord
I can almost hear the call now coming from the portals of heaven
Come home son it's supper time come on home
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
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Writer(s): Ira F. Stanphill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
