Out In The Cold World

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Out in the cold world and far away home
Some mother’s boy is wandering all alone
With no one to guide him or keep his footsteps right
Some mother’s boy is homeless tonight

   Bring back to me my wandering boy
   For there is no other who’s bound to give me joy
   Tell him that his mother with faded cheeks and hair
   Is at the old home awaiting him there

Out in the hallway, there stands a vacant chair
An old pair of shoes that he used to wear
Empty is the cradle he used to love so well
Oh, how I miss him no tongue can tell

Well I remember those parting words he said
We’ll meet up yonder where tears are never shed
In that land of sunshine away from toil and care
When life is over, I’ll meet you up there