The Wandering Boy

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
 Tell him his mother with faded cheeks and hair
 Is at the old home, awaiting him there
 Out in the hallway there stands a vacant chair
 Had an old pair of shoes he used to wear
 Empty now the cradle, he used to love so well
 Oh, how I love him, no tongue can tell
 Oh, bring back to me, my wandering boy
 For there is no other that's left to give me joy
 Tell him his mother with faded cheeks and hair
 Is at the old home, awaiting him there
 Well, I remember the parting words he said
 "We'll meet again where tears are never shed
 No separation [Incomprehensible]
 When life is over, I'll meet you up there
 Oh, bring back to me, my wandering boy
 For there is no other that's left to give me joy
 Tell him his mother with faded cheeks and hair
 Is at the old home, awaiting him there