Fond Memories Of Home - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
FOND MEMORIES OF HOME. Copyright, 1884, by H. Dersch. 
Fond memories we cherish still, Within our bosom's store, That softly come and go at will, Like wavelets on the shore; They bring perhaps no castle wall, With turrets high, And dome, But just a lowly cot is all, In memories of home-But just a lowly cot is all. In memories of home. 
Chorus. Fond memories of home. Dear memories of home; They linger near to bless and cheer. Fond memories of home. 
They bring to us the rosy hours And scenes of long ago, When happy through the paths of flower* We wandered to and fro; We hear each loving voice once more, While far from home we roam. As sweet as in the days of yore. With memories of home-As sweet as in the days of yore. With memories of home. - Chorus 
They bring a mother's loving face, From out the faded past. That nothing ever can efface, While memory shall last; They hold us in their mystic spell, On land or on the foam, For dearer than our life can tell, Are memories of home-For dearer than our life can tell. Are memories of home. - Chorus.