Lyrics to 'The Call of Home'
By the river stately flowing,
Dreaming of the distant sea..
There's a city on a hillside,
And she ever calls to me. (chorus)
Every leaf and every blossom,
In the fragrant summer air.
Come ye back, ye careless wand'rer,
Come ye back to old St. Clair.
(Chorus)
Come ye back to old St. Clair,
Love and joy and peace are there,
And the sky has bent and yielded
to the river's longing prayer. (chorus)
Chorus:
Leave your work and leave your play,
Cast aside your load of care,
Come ye back, ye sons and daughters,
Come ye back to old St. Clair.
