Come home come home it's suppertime the shadows lengthen fast
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Come home come home it's suppertime we're going home at last
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Many years ago in days of childhood I used to play when evening shadows come
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Then winding down that old familiar pathway I heard my mother call at set of sun
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Some of the fondest mem'ries of my childhood are woven around suppertime
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When mother used to call from the backsteps of the old homeplace
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Come on home Ferlin it's suppertime what I would give to hear that once more
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But for me time has woven a realization of the truth that's even more thrilling
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And that's when the call comes up from the portal of glory to come home
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For it's suppertime when all of God's children shall gather around the table
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With the Lord at the greatest suppertime of them all
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Come home come home...
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Suppertime
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| Ferlin Husky |
