Текст:
As I travel down life’s pathway,
Know not what the years may hold
As I ponder, hopes grow fonder,
Precious memories flood my soul
Precious father, loving mother,
Glide across the lonely years
And old homes scenes of my childhood
In fond memory appears
Precious memories, how they linger
How they ever flood my soul
In the stillness of the midnight,
Precious sacred scenes unfold
Know not what the years may hold
As I ponder, hopes grow fonder,
Precious memories flood my soul
Precious father, loving mother,
Glide across the lonely years
And old homes scenes of my childhood
In fond memory appears
Precious memories, how they linger
How they ever flood my soul
In the stillness of the midnight,
Precious sacred scenes unfold
