Out In The Cold World

Out in the cold world and far away from home Some mother's boy is wanderin' all alone No one to guide him or keep his footsteps right Some mother's boy is homeless tonight Bring back to me my wandering boy For there is no other who's left to give me joy Tell him that his mother with faded cheeks and hair She is at the old home awaiting him there Out in the hallway there stands a vacant chair And an old pair of shoes he used to wear Empty is the cradle he used to love so well Oh how, how I miss him no tongue can tell Bring back to me my wandering boy For there is no other who's left to give me joy Tell him that his mother with faded cheeks and hair She is at the old home awaiting him there Search 'til you find him and bring him back to me Far from wherever he may be Tell him his mother with faded cheeks and hair She is at the old home awaiting him there Bring back to me my wandering boy For there is no other who's left to give me joy Tell him his mother with faded cheeks and hair She is at the old home awaiting him there