As my mind wanders back to the quaint little shack, where in childhood I used to play;

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There with mother and dad, we were happy and glad, as we whiled the sweet moments away;

We would all kneel in prayer and in reverence there, we would praise the redeemer above.

Now in sadness I pine for that old home of mine, and I long for that mother's love.

I'd like...................to go back,

.....Like to go back.........Like to go back,

To that quaint little tumble-down shack.

............To...................that................tumble-down shack.

Yes, I'd like...............to spend a day,

...................Yes, I'd like....................spend a day,

Where in heaven forever I'll stay.

.................Where......for.........ever I'll stay.

But time..........................won't turn back;

.......Time won't turn back.........................time won't turn back,

We must travel til Jesus shall call.

...............tra............vel...............til he shall call.

Then....................we'll be happy,

Then we shall be..............happy and free,

In that land where no cabins fall.

Let me linger today where I once used to play, 'round that little old cabin home.

Oh, how sweet it would be my dear mother to see, and with playmates once more there to roam.

I would play o'er the hill, by the old water mill, and would rest 'neath that moss-covered vine.

'Twould be rapture complete, If I once more could meet, with that mother and dad of mine.

I'd like to go back . . .

Though I drifted away from childhood's sweet play, I can still hear those voices sweet.

They are calling me back to that quaint little shack, where the circle will never more meet;

On that glorious day, up in heaven they say, we will praise the redeemer above.

Now in sadness I pine for that old home of mine, and I long for that mother's love.

I'd like to go back . . .