Hank Snow — Youre as Welcome as the Flowers in May

Last night I dreamed a sweet sweet dream I thought I saw my home sweet home And oh how grand it all did seem I made a vow no more to roam By that dear old village church I strolled while the bell in the steeple sadly called I saw my daddy old and grey I heard my dear old mother say You're as welcome as the flowers in May and we love you in the same old way We've been waiting for you day by day you're as welcome as the flowers in May We've been waiting for you day by day you're as welcome as the flowers in May