Letras de Supper-Time

Many years ago in days of childhood
I used to play ′til 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 suppertime
The shadows lengthen fast
Come home, come home, it′s suppertime
We're going home at last

Some of the fondest memories of my childhood
Are woven around suppertime
When mother used to call from the back steps of the old home place
"Come on home now, son, it's suppertime"
My, how I′d love to hear that once again
But you know time has woven for 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 suppertime of them all, with our Lord

I can almost hear the call now coming from the portals of Heaven
"Come home, son, it′s suppertime, come on home"

Come home, come home, it's suppertime
The shadows lengthen so fast
Come home, come home, it′s suppertime
We're going home at last