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An old friend lay on his dying bed
Held my hand to his bony breast
And he whispered low as I bend my head
Oh, they’re calling me home, they’re calling me come.
My time has come to sail away,
I know you’d love for me to stay.
But I miss my friends of yesterday,
Oh, they’re calling me home, they’re calling me home.
I know you’ll remember me when I’m gone,
Remember my stories, remember my songs,
I’ll leave them on earth, sweet traces of gold,
Oh, they’re calling me home, they’re calling me home.
So friends, gather round and bit me goodbye,
My body’s bound but my soul shall fly
My little light shining from the sky
Oh, they’re calling me home, they’re calling me home.
My time has come to sail away,
I know you’d love for me to stay.
But I miss my friends of yesterday,
Oh, they’re calling me home, they’re calling me home.
- Album:
- Calling Me Home
- Coal
- Miscellaneous
- Love Travels
- Lonesome Standard Time
- Untasted Honey
- Good News
- Coal (Bonus Track Version)
- Lynn Anderson & Friends (Live)
- Honky Tonk Angels (Live)
- Music City Roots: GrassRoots
- Coal Country Music (Deluxe)
- Listen to the Radio
- Willow in the Wind
- Roses
- Ready for the Storm
- Walking Away a Winner
- Songs of the Civil War
- A Collection of Hits
- Country Music Classics, Volume 7: 1985-1990