The Wandering Boy

The Wandering Boy - The Earls Of Leicester

Now out in the cold world and far away from home

Some mother's boy is wandering all alone

No one to guide him or keep his footsteps right

Some mother's boy is homeless tonight

Oh bring back to me my wandering boy

For there is no other that's left to give me joy

His tell him mother with faded cheeks and hair

Is at the old home awaiting him there

Now out in the hallway there stands a vacant chair

Had an old pair of shoes once he needed to wear

Empty the cradle that once he love so well

How I miss him there's no one can tell

Oh bring back to me my wandering boy

There is no other that's left to give me joy

His tell him mother with faded cheeks and hair

Is at the old home awaiting him there

Now search 'til you find him

Bring back for me

Our far away wherever he may be

Just tell him his mother with faded cheeks and hair

She at your home is waiting you there

Oh bring back to me my wandering boy

For there is no other that's left to give me joy

His tell him mother with faded cheeks and hair

She at your home is waiting you there