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's the shoes my darling used to wear
Empty the cradle, the one that's loved so well how I miss him there's no tongue 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

Could I see him and fold him to my breast gladly 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