Supper Time

Supper time, I should set the table
'Cause it’s supper time, somehow I’m not able
'Cause that man of mine
Ain’t coming home no more
Supper time, kids will soon be yelling
For their supper time, how’ll I keep from telling
That that man of mine
Ain’t coming home no more?
How’ll I keep explaining when they ask me where he’s gone?
How’ll I keep from crying when I bring their supper on?
How can I remind them to pray at their humble board?
How can I be thankful when they start to thank the Lord?
Lord!
It’s supper time, I should set the table
'Cause it’s supper time, somehow I’m not able
'Cause that man of mine
Ain’t coming home no more
Ain’t coming home no more