Many years ago in days of childhood

I used to play till evening shadows would come

Then winding down that old familiar pathway

I heard my mother call at setting sun.



Come home, come home, it's supper time

The shadows lengthen fast

Come home, come home, it's supper time

We're going home at last.



Spoken:

Some of the fondest memories of my childhood

Were woven around supper time

When mother used to call from the back steps 

Of the old home place

Come on home, son, it's supper time

Oh, how I'd love to hear those words once more

But you know for me time has woven for me

A realization of truth that's even more thrilling

That when the call from the portals of glory

To come on home, it's supper time.



Sang:

Come home, come home, it's supper time

The shadows lengthen fast

Come home, come home, it's supper time

We're going home at last

We're going home at last.



Spoken:

When all of Gods children shall gather round the table 

With the Lord, Himself

At the greatest supper time of them all...