A Welcome That Will Never Die - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
A Welcome that Will Never Die. Copyright, 1891, by Frank Harding. Words and Music by Barney Mullelly. 
I remember leaving home and parents; Oh! dear, but it makes me feel sad To think I should roam far away from home, Away from dear mother and dad. My poor old father stood in the door, The sad sight I will see evermore, As they bid me good-bye, my mother did cry, Saying, my joy And love is o'er. 
Chorus. Teddy, my own darling boy, you will return by and by; Let fortune be good or bad as it may, you'll be welcome by father and I. Teddy, my own darling boy, you will come back by and by; Let fortune be good or bad as it may, we've a welcome that never will die. 
So I left home and came to this country. Then sorrow it fell to my share; Wherever I'd roam, there was no place like home, My heart would turn back to them there. With a sickness I soon was laid low, With the fever I raved, I know; Mother's words I could hear so plain in my ear, Saying, my joy And love is o'er.- Chorus. 
When I recovered I again sought labor, But dame fortune on me did frown; No favor for me, I plainly could see-The fates they seemed holding me down. Then once more I was confined to my bed. Yes, my spirit had very near fled, When to my surprise, before my own eyes. My parents stood there and they said: 
Chorus. Teddy, my own darling boy, we thought we could come ere you'd die; Let fortune be good or bad us it may, you'll be welcome by father and I. Teddy, my own darling boy, dry your tears And do not cry; Let fortune be good or bad as it may, we've a welcome that never will die.