The Trail Of Memory

1. Sometimes I take a stroll,
Down that little dusty road,
As I stop and turn the page of memory,
Oh, it gives my heart a thrill,
For to me it seems so real,
As I behold the happy scenes along the way.

2. I can see my mom and dad,
There when I was just a lad,
And I long so, once again, to say "Hello!"
Just to feel their sweet embrace,
And behold their loving face,
To share again that precious love of long ago.

3. When I see the old home place,
Then my heart begins to break,
And once again, my eyes fill up with tears,
In my heart I say a prayer,
"Oh dear Lord, let me be there,
On that great homecoming day with those who care."

Chorus: Down the trail of memory I go walking,
As I relive my childhood years of yesterday,
I listen, and I hear the old folks talking,
As I greet my friends, with whom I used to play.

