How my heart is in me burning,

And my very soul is yearning,

As my thoughts go backward turning

To the good old days of yore

When my father and my mother,

And each sister dear and brother

Sang and chatted with each other

'Round that good old cottage door

Dear old homestead cottage door

Dear old homestead cottage door.

Voice and spirit loved to cheer it,

And the very birds to hear it

Flew around the door, and near it,

Near that good old cottage door;

And each sister dear and brother

Nestled closer to each other,

As our father and our mother

Sang their good old songs of yore

Sang their good old songs of yore

Sang their good old songs of yore.

Then were words of kindness spoken,

And each heart renewed the token,

Pledging vows not to be broken,

Broken never, never more;

And though now asunder driven,

With the ties of childhood riven,

Still we cherish pledges given

'Round that good old cottage door

Dear old homestead cottage door

Dear old homestead cottage door.

Though our days on earth are fleeting

And all temp'ral joys retreating

Yet we hope for another meeting,

Better far than days of yore;

When through heav'nly courts ascending

And with angels voices blending

We shall sing on without ending

At our heav'nly father's door

Sing the new song forever more

Sing the new song forever more.

Breathe one song of home 'mong others,

Father's dear old home, and mother's,

Where once gathered sisters, brothers,

Round the good old cottage door.

Tell the wanderers far off driven,

Though the ties of earth be riven,

To all true hearts this promise's given,

We shall meet on a happier shore,

Meet again to part no more

Meet again to part no more

part no more, part no more.