Calling Me Home Lyrics - Calling Me Home - Kathy Mattea

An old friend lay on his dying bed 

Held my hand to his bony breast 

And he whispered low as I bent my head 

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 

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 bid me goodbye 

My body's bound but my soul shall fly 

My little light's shining from the sky 

Oh, they're calling me home 

They're calling me home