THE OLD COUNTRY CHURCH
There's a place dear to me
where I'm longing to
be
With my friends at
the
old country
church
There with mother
we went
and our Sunday's
were spent
With our friends
at the
old
country church
As a small country boy
how my heart beat with joy
When I knelt in the
old country church
And the saviour above
by His wonderful love
Saved my soul at the
old country church
How I wish that today
all the people would pray
As we prayed in the
old country church
If they'd only confess
Jesus surely would bless
As He did in the
old country church
Oft my thoughts
make me weep
for so many now sleep
In their graves near the
old country church
And sometime I may rest
with the friends I love best
In a grave near the
old country church
Precious years of
memories
Oh what joy
they bring to me
How I
hope once more to be
With my friends at the
old country church
Singers: The Oakridge Boys
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