Тональность: C major
Intro 1
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E
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Verse 1
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boy in days of childhood,
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I used to play till evening shadows come.
Then winding down an
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old familiar pathway,
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I heard my mother call that set of songs.
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Come home, come home,
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it's supper time.
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The shadows lengthen fast.
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Come home, come home,
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it's supper time,
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we're going home at last.
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Some of the fondest remembrances
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of my childhood were
woven about supper time.
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As the shadows grew long in the evening
and the birds start to wing their way home,
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I knew it would not be long till my mother would
call from the back steps of the old home place,
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It's supper time, come on home.
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Well, it didn't take much persuasion
to get we hungry children
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to put in our kites,
pull up our toys,
Those days are gone now,
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but the memory of them began to
weave a truth into my soul
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that is even more thrilling than the
memory of those childhood days,
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for I am sure it will not be long
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till we hear the suppertime call
from the portals of glory,
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and then we'll all put away
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the things of this life
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and heed the call for the greatest suppertime
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of them but all of God's children,
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and with Jesus.
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In visions now I see her standing yonder,
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and her familiar voice I hear once more.
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The banquet table's ready
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up in heaven,
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Come home, come home,
Bm
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it's supper time,
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The shadows lengthen fast.
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Come home, come home,
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We're going home at last.
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