Cottage In the Country

There's and old cottage, waiting in the country Waiting for someone to call There's an old kettle boiling by the fire There's and old welcome mat in the hall There's an old mom and dad there awaiting For a son that's been gone for so long There's and old cottage waiting in the country Waiting for that boy to come home Many years ago he had to leave them And travel far across the stormy sea To fight for the things that he believed in With a song and a guitar on his knee But they hoped and they prayed that he'd return to them Tho' the weeks slowly turned into years Many nights they had been so lonely And many nights there have been many tears There's and old cottage, waiting in the country Waiting for someone to call There's an old kettle boiling by the fire There's and old welcome mat in the hall There's an old mom and dad there awaiting For a son that's been gone for so long There's and old cottage waiting in the country Waiting for that boy to come home The old man is tired and weary His back bend over with age The old woman she sits by the fire And just gazes into the flames On a table that's standing beside her Are the pictures of the son she misses so The son she held and kissed so dearly When he left her, so many years ago There's and old cottage, waiting in the country Waiting for someone to call There's an old kettle boiling by the fire There's and old welcome mat in the hall There's an old mom and dad there awaiting For a son that's been gone for so long There's and old cottage waiting in the country Waiting for that boy to come home There's and old cottage waiting in the country Waiting for that boy to come home Waiting for that boy to come home