Home Call Lyrics - Hank Snow

At the close of the day when the sun sinks away below the western sea 

Then I'll seek my rest in a little love nest built for Carrie Anita and me 

A big mora's chair awaits for me there beside a bright log fire 

My babe at my knee and my wife sings with me while I srtum on my old guitar 

In fact we're as happy as happy can be every evening just Carrie Anita and me 

[ ac.guitars ] 

Everything may go wrong as I pull all day long but when the shadows fall 

Then the cares of the day slip softly away as I hear that old home call 

A big mora's chair...