verse:
Last night I dreamed a sweet, sweet dream;
I thought I saw my home, sweet home,
And Oh, how grand it all did seem,
I made a vow no more to roam.
By the dear old village church I strolled,
While the bell in the steeple sadly tolled,
I saw my daddy old and gray.,
I heard my dear old mother say:
chorus:
You're as welcome as the flowers in May,
And we love you in the same old way;
We've been waiting for you day by day,
You're as welcome as the flowers in May
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Words and music by Dan Sullivan
Publishing date unknown, now in public domain
Source: Harmony Heritage Song #26