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Harry Clarkson - Jeff Clarkson - Peter VanSteeden

© Geoffrey Clarkson Music, ASCAP

When shadows fall and trees whisper day is ending
My thoughts are ever wandering home
When crickets call my heart is forever yearning
Once more to be returning home

When the hills can see the setting sun
Stars begin a peeping one by one
Night covers all and though fortune may forsake me
Sweet dreams will ever take me home
[ instrumental ]
Loving arms are waiting there for me
Precious lips to kiss so tenderly
Night covers all and though fortune may forsake me
Sweet dreams will ever take me home
There's no place like home

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