I wandered back to my little cabin door
I strove beside an old rock garden
and saw familiar scenes once more
I heard the organ softly playing,
its music came so sweet and low
And I heard my mother sweetly singing,
Yes, I was dreaming of a little cabin
when I heard somebody call my name.
I looked and saw a sweet old lady,
and it seemed I was a child again.
She gently put her arms around me
and kissed her little boy once more,
and I knew it was the same sweet mother
that had kissed me many times before.
I heard her sing the rock of ages
and silver threads among the gold.
She told me once again of Jesus
within that little cabin fold.
She opened up the faded Bible
where the family record used to be,
and I knew it was the same sweet mother
that years ago had cradled me.
I was dreaming of a little cabin
when I heard somebody call my
I looked and saw a sweet old lady
and it seemed I was a child again.
She gently put her arms around me
and kissed her little boy once more
and I knew it was was the same
that had kissed me many times before.
An orphan through this world I wander,
since mother left the old homestead.
No one to pray for me at twilight,
no place to lay my weary head.
I miss her voice so gently calling,
I miss her precious guiding hand.
But I know that when I reach God's city,
I'll hear her call my name again.
Yes, I was dreaming of a little cabin
when I heard somebody call my name.
I looked and saw a sweet old lady,
and it seemed I was a child again.
She gently put her arms around me
and kissed her little boy once more.
And I knew it was the same sweet mother
That had kissed me many times before
I was dreaming of a little cabin