D G D There's a place dear to me where I'm longing to beA7 With my friends at the old country churchD G D There with mother we went, and our Sundays were spentA7 D With my friends at the old country church Precious years of memory'sA7 D Oh what joy they bring to meG How I long once more to beD A7 D With my friends at the old country churchG D As a small country boy, how my heart beat with joyA7 As I knelt at the old country churchD G D There with Jesus above in his wonderful loveA7 D Saved my soul at the old country church How I wish that today all the people would pray As they did at the old country church If they'd only confess, Jesus surely would bless As he did at the old country church
Old Country Church
Stanley Brothers
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