When I was but a boy in days of childhood
I used to play till evening shadows come
Then winding down an old familiar pathway
I heard my mother call at set of sun
Come home come home it's supppertime
The shadows lengthen fast
Come home come home it's suppertime
We're going home at last
One day beside her bedside I was kneeling
And angel wings were winging through the air
She heard the call for Suppertime in heaven
And now I know she's waiting for me there
Come home come home it's suppertime
The shadows lengthen fast
Come home come home it's suppertime
We're going home at last
In visions now I see her standing yonder
And her familiar voice I hear once more
The banquet table's ready up in Heaven
It's suppertime upon that golden shore
Come home come home it's suppertime
The shadows lengthen fast
Come home come home it's suppertime
We're going home at last
Song: Suppertime
Vocal: Ricky VanShelton
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