Many times I sit and ponder
Why a young man wants to wander
And fills his dear old mothers heart with pain .
`nd tonight my heart is yearning
And I long to be returning
Where a candle light is burning down the lane
There's a candle light shining bright to-night
In the window of a cottage far away
And the old armchair keeps a-rocking there
Just a mother who is waiting day by day
There's a boy to-night who's guided right
By that candle light so far away
And he says a prayer for the old armchair
For she taught him there
To come back home some day
Once again I'll see the wild - woods
Where I rambled in my childhood
And watched the sunset and each perfect day
Then my weary steps would wander
For that little house back yonder
Where a candle-light was shining to show the way
There is a boy to-night who is guided right
By that candle-light so far away
And he says a prayer for that old armchair
For she taught him there
To come back home some day.