Suppertime
I must set the table
'Cause it's suppertime
Somehow I ain't able
'Cause that man of mine
Ain't coming home no more

Suppertime
Kids will soon be yelling
For their suppertime
How will I keep from telling
Them that man of mine
Ain't coming home no more

How will I keep explaining
When they ask me where he's gone
How will I keep from crying
When I brings they 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

Suppertime
I must set the table
'Cause it's suppertime
Somehow I ain't able
'Cause that man of mine
Ain't coming home no more
Ain't—