Supertime

Supertime - Jim Reeves (吉姆·里夫斯)

Composed by：Ira Stamphill

Many years ago in days of childhood

I used to play till evenin' shadows come

Then windin' down that old familiar pathway

I'd hear my mother call at set of 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

Some of the fondest memories of my childhood

Were woven around supper time

When my mother used to call

From the backsteps of the old homeplace

Come on home now son it's supper time

Ah but I'd love to hear that once more

But you know for me time has woven the realization of

The truth that's even more thrilling and that's when

The call come up from the portals of glory

To come home for it's supper time

When all of God's children

Shall gather around the table

Of the Lord himself

And the greatest supper time of them all

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