Dreaming of Home and Mother:By Ordway*Dreaming of home,dear old home!Home of my childhood and mother;Oft when I wake 'tis sweet to find,I've been dreaming of home and mother;Home,Dear home,childhood happy home,When I played with sister and with brother,'Twas the sweetest joy when we did roam,Over hill and thro' dale with mother.*(Chorus)Dreaming of home,dear old home,Home of my childhood and mother;Oft when I wake 'tis sweet to find,I've been dreaming of home and mother.*Sleep balmy sleep,close mine eyes,Keep me still thinking of mother;Hark! 'tis her voice I seem to hear.Yes,I'm dreaming of home and mother.Angels come,soothing me to rest,I can feel their presence and none other;For they sweetly say I shall be blest;With bright visions of home and mother.*(Chorus)*Childhood has come,come again,Sleeping I see my dear mother;See her loved form beside me kneelWhile I'm dreaming of home and mother.Mother dear,whisper to me now,Tell me of my sister and my brother;Now I feel thy hand upon my brow,Yes,I'm dreaming of home and mother.*(Chorus)*