The Wandering Boy

Out in the cold world and far away from home, somebody's boy is wandering alone. No one to guide him and keep his footsteps right, somebody's boy is homeless tonight. Out in the hallway there stands a vacant chair, yonder the shoes my darling used to wear. Empty the cradle, the one that's loved so well, how I miss him there's none can tell Bring back my boy, my wandering boy, far, far away wherever he may be. Tell him his mother with faded cheeks and hair, at their old home is waiting him there. Oh, could I see him and fold him to my breast, that way I'd close my eyes and be at rest. There is no other that's left to give me joy, bring back my boy, my wandering boy. Well I remember the parting words he said, we'll meet again where no sad tears are shed. There'll be no goodbyes in that bright land so fair, when done with life, I'll meet you up there. Bring back my boy, my wandering boy, far, far away wherever he may be. Tell him his mother with faded cheeks and hair, at their old home is waiting him there.