歌词
When I'm alone I often think
Of an old house on the hill
Of a big yard hedged in roses
Where we ran and played at
Will and when the night time
Brought us home hushing our
Merry din mother would look
Around and ask are all the
Children in well it's been many
A year now and the old house
On the hill no longer has my
Mother's care and the yard is
Still so still but if I listen I can
Hear it all no matter how long
It's been i seem to hear my
Mother ask are all the children
In and I wonder when the curtain
Falls on that last earthly day
When we say goodbye to all
Of this to our pain and work
And play when we step across
The river where mother so long
Has been Will we hear ask her
A final time are all the children
In (i come)
