Tonart: Eb major
Verse 1
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Many years
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ago,
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in days of childhood,
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D
I used to play till evening shadows come,
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Then winding down
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an old familiar pathway,
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I heard my mother call, and said of son,
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Gm
Come home, come home,
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it's supper time
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D
The shadows lead them past
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Gm
Come home, come home,
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it's suppertime
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D
We're going home at last
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Some of the fondest memories
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of my childhood were woven
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around suppertime
As the shadows grew long in the evening
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Bbdim
and the birds started to
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wing their way home,
I knew it wouldn't be long un
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til my mom would call
from the back steps of the
old home place.
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Gm
Come on home, son, it's supper time.
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Well, sir, it didn't take much persuasion
to get we hungry children
to pull in our kites,
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put up our toys
and start for home.
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But those days are gone now,
but the memory of them begin
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to weave a truth into the water of my soul
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Gm
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that is even more thrilling than the
Gm
memory of those childhood days.
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For I'm sure, and it won't be long,
until we hear the suppertime call
Em
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from the portals of glory,
and then we'll put away
the things of this life
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as we did when we were children,
and heed the call
for the greatest suppertime
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of them all,
Gm
with all of God's children,
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and with Jesus.
Outro 1
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Em
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