Hank Snow
You're as Welcome as the Flowers in May
Last night I dreamed a sweet sweet dream I thought I saw my home sweet homeAnd oh how grand it all did seem I made a vow no more to roamBy that dear old village church I strolled while the bell in the steeple sadly calledI saw my daddy old and grey I heard my dear old mother sayYou're as welcome as the flowers in May and we love you in the same old wayWe've been waiting for you day by day you're as welcome as the flowers in MayWe've been waiting for you day by day you're as welcome as the flowers in May
From Letras Mania