Many years ago in days of childhoodI used to play till evening time would comeStill winding down that old familiar pathwayI hear my mother call that setting sunCome home, come home, it's supper timeThe shadows link done so fastCome home, come home, it's supper timeWe're going home at lastSome of the fondest memories of my childhoodAre woven around supper timeWhen mother used to call from the back steps of the old home placeCome on home now son, it's supper timeOh, I'd love to hear that once againBut you know the time has woven for me the realizationOf a truth even more thrillingThat someday we'll be called together around the great supper table up thereFor the greatest supper time of them allWith our LordI can almost hear the call now coming from the portals of heavenCome home son, it's supper timeCome home, come home, it's supper timeThe shadows link done so fastStill winding down that old familiar pathwayWill come home, come home, it's supper timeCome home, come home, it's supper timeWe're going home at lastCome home, come home, it's supper timeWe're going home at last