4 -6-6 6 -6 -7 -7 -5 6 -6 -5 -6 6 many years a-go in days of child-hood, I used 6 6 -6 -7-7 -6 6 -6 4 -6 -6 to play till evening shadows come; then winding 6 -6 -7 -7-5 6 -6 -5 -6 6 6 6 -6 down an old familiar pathway, I heard my mother -7 -7 -6 6 -5 call at set of sun. chorus -5 -7 -7 7 -7 -7 6 -6 -6 come home, come home, its supper time the 7 7 -7 7 -6 -5 -7 -7 7 -7 shadows lengthen fast; come home, come home, its -7 6 -6 -5 6 -7 -6 6 -5 supper time we're going home at last. one day beside her bedside I was kneeling, and angel wings wer winnowing the air; she heard the call for suppertime in heavean, and now i know she's waiting for me there. chorus in visions now I see her standing yonder, and her familiar voice i hear once more; the banquet tables ready up in heaven, its supper time upon the golden shore. chorus