Текст песни Suppertime - Johnny Cash

Many years ago in days of
Childhood I used to play until
Evening time would come
Then winding down an old
Familiar pathway I hear my
Mother call at setting sun

Come home, come home it's
Suppertime the shadows lengthen
Fast come home, come home
It's suppertime we're going
Home at last

Some of the fondest memories
Of my childhood are woven around Suppertime. When mother used
To call from the back steps of
The old homeplace, "Come on
Home now son, it's suppertime
My how I'd love to hear that once
Again. But you know time has
Woven for me a realization of a
Truth that's even more thrilling
That soon we'll be called together
Around the great supper table

Up there for the greatest
Suppertime of them all with
Our Lord. I can almost hear
The call now coming through
The portals of heaven, "Come
Home son, it's suppertime
Come on home."

Come home, come home it's
Suppertime the shadows lengthen
Fast come home, come home
It's suppertime we're going
Home at last

Through the distant clouds I see
My motherHer face is shining
Bright, with tender love she's
Gone up in heaven, with her maker
And I can still hear her voice
From up above (and she said)

Come home, come home it's
Suppertime the shadows lengthen
Fast come home, come home
It's suppertime we're going
Home at last