C.L. Ward - The Little Ones at Home

1.
Tho' far away from home I've wander'd,
O'er life's dark and stormy sea,
Many happy days I've squander'd
When my heart was light and free,
I left my own my native place,
Where oft in childhood I did roam,
But now I run life's narrow race
I miss those lovely little ones at home.

CHORUS
Then what are all life's joys to me,
Since I have cross'd the ocean's foam.
Oh would that I once more could see
Those merry lovely little ones at home.

2.
My Mother wept when I departed,
Kiss'd my brow and spoke farewell,
Father almost broken hearted
His tears it seem'd a tale to tell;
I cast my eye towards my Brother,
My Sister too who sat alone,
Ever I'll remember Moth-er,
And the lovely little ones at home.

CHORUS
Then what are all life's joys to me,
Since I have cross'd the ocean's foam.
Oh would that I once more could see
Those merry lovely little ones at home.