Back to my little cabin door.
I strolled beside an old rock garden
And saw familiar scenes once more.
I heard the organ softly playing
Its mu sic came so sweet and low.
And I heard my mother softly singing
As oft I did so long ago.
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
Who had kissed me many times before
I heard her sing the “Rock of Ages”
She told me once again of Jesus
Within that little cabin fold.
She opened up the family bible
Where the family records used to be
And I knew it was the same
Who years ago had cradled me.
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.
Who had kissed me many times before
