Sent from somewhere to my soul
How they linger, ever near me
And the sacred past unfolds
2
Precious father, loving mother
Fly across the lonely years
And old home scenes, of my childhood
In fond memory appears
3
In the stillness of the midnight,
Echoes from the past I hear;
Old time singing, gladness bringing,
From that lovely land somewhere.
4
As I travel on life's pathway,
Know not what the years may hold;
As I ponder, hope grows fonder,
Precious mem'ries flood my soul
CHORUS
Precious memories, how they linger
How they ever flood my soul
In the stillness, of the midnight
Precious sacred scenes unfold
Johnnie Robert Wright
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZK-E3TTBSLg&list=RDZK-E3TTBSLg&start_radio=1
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