Well, your childhood days, Your high school ways Didn't help you too much, Never gave you no touch, And you wouldn't take it! Well, there'll be hell to pay If you get your way, And make your life a mess, And all your deeds confess, That you'll never make it And the Lord is callin' you home again, Yes, the Lord is callin' you home again, Home again You're a stranger in the crowd, A dark and rainless cloud, You're a spirit in the tomb, A child inside the womb, When you try it alone, Your heart is a stone, You've always got an excuse, What's the use, If no one believes it? Life's an empty cup At the bottom looking up How's your point of view? Jesus still loves you, If you can conceive it And the Lord is callin' you home again, Yes, the Lord is callin' you home again, The Lord is callin' you back home again The Lord is callin' you back home again The Lord is callin' you back home again Why don't you answer? The Lord is callin' you The Lord is callin' you back The Lord is callin' you back home