CWG Suppertime

SUPPER TIME


WHEN I WAS BUT A BOY IN DAYS OF CHILDHOOD,
I USED TO PLAY TILL EVENING SHADOWS COME
THEN WINDING DOWN AN OLD FAMILIAR PATH WAY
I HEARD MY MOTHER CALL AT SET OF SUN.

CHORUS
COME HOME, COME HOME IT'S SUPPER TIME,
THE SHADOWS LENGTH IN FAST,
COME HOME, COME HOME IT'S SUPPER TIME;
WE'RE GOING HOME AT LAST.

ONE DAY BESIDE HER BESIDE 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 I SEE HER STANDING YONDER,
AND HER FAMILIAR VOICE I HEAR ONCE MORE,
THE BANQUET TABLES READY UP IN HEAVEN,
IT'S SUPPER TIME UPON THE GOLDEN STRAND.