Out in the cold world and far away from home Somebody’s boy is wandering alone No one to guide him or keep his footsteps right Somebody’s boy is homeless tonight. 
CHORUS: Bring back my boy, my wandering boy Far, far away, wherever he may be Tell him his mother with faded cheeks and hair In their old home is waiting him there. 
Out in the hallway, there stands a vacant chair There are the shoes my darling used to wear Empty is the cradle, the one he loved so well Oh, how I miss him, no human tongue can tell 
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Well I remember the parting words he said We’ll meet again where no sad tears are shed There will be no good-byes in that bright land so fair When done with life, I’ll meet you up there 
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