Home Call Songtext
von Hank Snow

At the close of the day
When the sun sinks away below the western sea
Then I′ll seek my rest in a little love nest
Built for Carrie, Anita and me


A big mora's chair awaits for me there
Beside a bright log fire
My babe at my knee and my wife sings with me
While I strum on my old guitar
In fact, we′re as happy as happy can be
Every evening, just Carrie, Anita and me

Everything may go wrong as I pull all day long
But when the shadows fall
Then the cares of the day slip softly away
As I hear that old home call


A big mora's chair awaits for me there
Beside a bright log fire
My babe at my knee and my wife sings with me
While I strum on my old guitar
In fact, we're as happy as happy can be
In the evening, just Carrie, Anita and me