Little Mountain Church House

Little Mountain Church House - Nitty Gritty Dirt Band

Written by：Carl Jackson/Jim Rushing

There's a little mountain church in my thoughts of yesterday

Where friends and family gathered for the Lord

Where an ol' fashioned preacher taught the straight and narrow way

For what few coins the congregation could afford

Dressed in all our Sunday best

We sat on pews of solid oak

And I remember how our voices filled the air

And mom sounded like an angel

On those high soprano notes

When the roll is called up yonder

I'll be there

Looking back now that little mountain church house

Has become my lifes cornerstone

It was there in that little mountain church house

I first heard the words

I based my life upon

At the all day Sunday singings and dinner on the ground

Many were the souls that were revived

While the brothers and the sisters

Who've gone on to gloryland

Slept in peace in the maple grove nearby

Looking back now that little mountain church house

Has become my lifes cornerstone

It was there in that little mountain church house

I first heard the words

I based my life upon

Looking back now that little mountain church house

Has become my lifes cornerstone

It was there in that little mountain church house

I first heard the words

I based my life upon