SAD MOMENTS AT HOME.
Copyright, 1895, by Percy Cahill.
Words and Music by Percy Cahill.
In an old village farm-house, on a cold winter's night,
There sat by the old grate, the fire burning bright,
An old gray-haired couple and a wayward young lad,
The pride of the dear ones, but oft-times made them sad;
He was asking his parents their consent to leave home,
But his mother said, "No, Jack, you must never roam."
With all their hard pleadings, he would have his way;
His father turned to him And these words did say:
Remember you are parting from the truest friends and home,
These eyes with tears will haunt you wherever you may roam;
You had better stay on our farm, among the corn and cane;
Remember you may, some day, want your old farm days again.
In this same village farm-house this old couple love shared;
Not a word had they heard from this wayward young lad;
The boy grew to manhood, and he did long for rest,
And said I'll go home among the friends true and best;
In his dreams he could see his dear old mother in tears.
As he entered the old gate once more, after years,
Like flowers neglected they pined away and died-
His home, alas! empty, he bitterly cried.- Chorus.