Father, dear Father,
Come home with me now.
The clock in the steeple strikes one.
You promised, dear Father,
That you would come home
As soon as your day's work was done.
Our fire has gone out, our house is all dark,
And Mother's been watching since tea,
With poor brother Benny so sick in her arms
And no-one to help her but me.
Come Home! Go home!
Come Home! Go home!
Oh... Father, come home. Go home!
Dear Father, sweet Father,
Please Father come home. Go home!
Father, dear Father,
Come home with me now.
The clock in the steeple strikes three.
The house is so lonely,
The hours are so long
For poor weeping Mother and me.
Yes, we are alone, poor Benny is dead,
And gone with the angels of light.
And these were the very last
Words that he said:
"I want to kiss Papa goodnight!"
Come Home! Go home!
Come Home! Go home!
Oh... Father, come home. Go home!