Are All the Children In
Johnny Cash Lyrics


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When I'm alone I often think of an old house on the hill
Of a big yard hedged in roses where we ran and played at will
And when the night time brought us home hushing our merry din
Mother would look around and ask are all the children in
Well it's been many a year now and the old house on the hill
No longer has my mother's care and the yard is still so still
But if I listen I can hear it all no matter how long it's been
I seem to hear my mother ask are all the children in
And I wonder when the curtain falls on that last earthly day
When we say goodbye to all of this to our pain and work and play




When we step across the river where mother so long has been
Will we hear ask her a final time are all the children in (I come)

Overall Meaning

In this song, Johnny Cash reflects on a childhood memory of playing with his siblings in an old house on a hill with a big yard surrounded by roses. When night time approached and it was time to go home, their mother would check to make sure all the children were accounted for, asking "are all the children in?" Now, many years later, the old house no longer has his mother's care and is still, but Cash can still hear her voice asking that same question in his memory. He then ponders the idea of when he and his siblings reach the end of their lives and cross over to the other side, will they hear their mother ask that question one final time.


The lyrics of this song evoke a strong sense of nostalgia and a longing for a simpler time. The image of an old house on a hill with a big yard hedged in roses is quite picturesque, and Cash's description of his childhood memories bring to life the innocence and carefree spirit of youth. The repeated refrain of "are all the children in" emphasizes the importance of family and the obligation to take care of those we love.


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Line by Line Meaning

When I'm alone I often think of an old house on the hill
I often reminisce about an old house located on a hill, especially when I am alone.


Of a big yard hedged in roses where we ran and played at will
In this house, there was a big yard with hedged roses where we ran and played without restrictions.


And when the night time brought us home hushing our merry din
At night, we would return home and our excited noise would become hushed.


Mother would look around and ask are all the children in
My mother would look back at us and confirm that all the children are home.


Well it's been many a year now and the old house on the hill
It has been many years since we last stayed in that old house on the hill.


No longer has my mother's care and the yard is still so still
Now, the house no longer has the care of my mother, and the yard is deserted.


But if I listen I can hear it all no matter how long it's been
However, I can still hear it all in my mind's ear, no matter how long it has been.


I seem to hear my mother ask are all the children in
Even now, I can still recall how my mother would ask if all her children are home.


And I wonder when the curtain falls on that last earthly day
I wonder what would happen when our time on earth comes to an end.


When we say goodbye to all of this to our pain and work and play
When we say our final goodbyes to this world, along with our sufferings, labor, and amusements.


When we step across the river where mother so long has been
When we pass away and join our departed mother on the other side.


Will we hear ask her a final time are all the children in
Would we hear our mother's voice one last time, asking if all of her children have arrived?


(I come)
Additional line conveying the singer's willingness to join his/her mother on the other side.




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CRAIG STARRETT

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Leonard Witkamp

When I'm alone I often think of an old house on the hill 
Of a big yard hedged in roses where we ran and played at will 
And when the night time brought us home hushing our merry din 
Mother would look around and ask are all the children in 
Well it's been many a year now and the old house on the hill 
No longer has my mother's care and the yard is still so still 
But if I listen I can hear it all no matter how long it's been 
I seem to hear my mother ask are all the children in 
And I wonder when the curtain falls on that last earthly day 
When we say goodbye to all of this to our pain and work and play 
When we step across the river where mother so long has been 
Will we hear ask her a final time are all the children in (I come)



All comments from YouTube:

iffytipton

My mama used to play this song and sing along. I had my sister recite it at her funeral... I miss you Mother.

Frederik Van Hoey

Wonderful! Brings back memories that we Sherish. ❤️❤️😢

bongo7571

Beautiful sort of song that takes back to childhood days

Leonard Witkamp

When I'm alone I often think of an old house on the hill 
Of a big yard hedged in roses where we ran and played at will 
And when the night time brought us home hushing our merry din 
Mother would look around and ask are all the children in 
Well it's been many a year now and the old house on the hill 
No longer has my mother's care and the yard is still so still 
But if I listen I can hear it all no matter how long it's been 
I seem to hear my mother ask are all the children in 
And I wonder when the curtain falls on that last earthly day 
When we say goodbye to all of this to our pain and work and play 
When we step across the river where mother so long has been 
Will we hear ask her a final time are all the children in (I come)

Donna4today

Senses of pure loving memories of home and family and unforgettable sounds of past voices etched in our hearts and minds. September 29, 2022 our Saviors true birthday🕊💝

Margareta Britz

It was my mom's favourite song. ❤

alisdair arkless

can almost hear my dear gran singing it, love and miss you lots gran xx

john marlog

the greatest monologist of all

Johnny HL Western

Great Johnny!

Phyllis Boyd

Made me cry!!

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