文本歌词

Dreaming Of A Little Cabin - Mac Wiseman
In dreams of yesterday I wander 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 it's music came so sweet and low
And I heard my mother sweetly saying as she did so long ago
I heard her sing the rock of ages and silver threads among the gold
She told me once again of jesus within a little cabin fold
She opened up a faded bible where the family record used to be
And I knew it was the same sweet mother that years ago had craded me
I was dreaming of a litttle cabin when I heard somebody called my name
I looked and saw a sweet old lady
I did seem 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 have kissed me many times before